Twenty four little hours. The first photo was taken from Old Squally again and is one of my favorite views of the homestead because it gives a sense of how alone we are out here in the Bass Strait. I also love how Hogan Island seems to float above the water.
Temperature has dropped and wind is gusting to 70 mph. That has kept a couple of work parties at bay. Now they may arrive next week. Time will tell. One boat is hunkered down in Winter Cove. I am keeping busy mostly indoors. I have done all I can to protect the garden. Today I will rinse off sea spray and harvest some veggies for tonight. Yesterday I made croissants and let me tell you, they were delicious. The technique is pretty easy, sweet bread dough, then work in a stick of butter and keep rolling it out and folding it in. But it takes about five hours. The house smelled like a Paris bakery and they tasted as good as they smelled. I posted a picture on 300 meals. On other fronts I keep knitting at night and weaving when I can during the day. I will have to post a picture of the chess set we found here. Someone carved all the pieces and made Cape Barren Geese for knights. Someone else with lots of indoor time. Tim won.
The second photo preceded one recent weather front.