It’s not too cold, but it is not exactly warm either. Here on the shore of Lake Superior there are only two seasons, winter and the 4th of July, and I think that the 4th this year is here in name only. While the rest of the nation swelters, I’m huddling around the space heater. Yes, the space heater! It had been warm here before yesterday’s snap cold front. I was even able to get in the lake a couple of times. Again, it is not too hot, nor too cold, certainly not cold enough for a fire, but I am wearing long underwear and sporting Polartec.

We have a party to go to today. It will be in another one of the original three log cabins. The one next door. All three of these log cabins were built by the same man, Pat Ginter, and his mule. At the time, a hundred years ago, he lived nearby. He built our cabin first and the next two on subsequent summers. It will be interesting to see the differences and similarities between the structures. A fourth log cabin was eventually built. Constructed from logs that had washed ashore, from back in the days when booms of logs were floated down to the Soo. Unfortunately, that building recently burned and has now been replaced.

Anne and Bill, mainly Bill, have been furiously re-webbing the lawn furniture. Getting into the Mister Fix-it mood, Anne and I hung the new IKEA spring-loaded desk lamp on the wall. Naturally, it took us three tries to get it right. We may not be handy and some of us are not even men. Still, it looks nice. Unfortunately, it calls for a no more than 13W lightbulb and all that we could find was a 13.8W. I hope that this does not burn down the cabin. Anne tested it and found that she could reach it to turn it off without getting out of bed. Even if it is on fire?

I have been leisurely creating this post all morning long and as the clock rises slowly to high noon, the mercury continues to wallow in the low sixties. During the IKEA lamp episode, I got warm enough that I shutoff the space heater. Afterwards, sitting has chilled me again. There is a breeze out now and splitting firewood would warm me up, but that sounds too much like work.