Whale Hunting

Sue’s brother Mark came over when we finished painting the bathroom and when the rain let up a bit, he joined us on the roof, cleaning out the gutters and cutting away some of the moss growing between roof tiles. Then we rewarded ourselves with a walk by the ocean and a search for whales. It was bitterly cold, windy, and somehow bleak, so we didn’t walk long. Instead we went back to the cottage, cooked a spaghetti dinner, and played cards while the wood stove crackled, spat, and radiated welcome heat.