Sometimes called Ghost Pipes, because of their white color, this is the second year in a row that they have sprouted along the path to the beach. This year’s crop was more problematic than last, because they were right next to the path and I figured that they would die by the foot, before they could grow by the inch, but they made it. Indian Pipes are an herbaceous, parasitic, non-photosynthesizing, perennial flowering plant and not a fungus, like I thought before.
In the shipping news, Dave and Declan went canoeing, continuing yesterday’s nautical adventures. They rounded Cedar Point and slipped into Mosquito Bay. David said that the going was easier without Declan’s help, but they had a good time and said that he saw lots of animals.
Meanwhile, Maren took Wyatt again and Anne for the first time, with bacterial sinusitis, to the urgent care. Wyatt got a shot of antibiotics and Anne got an oral dose. Wyatt is scheduled to get two more injections over the next two days and if Anne does not get better, she might get a shot in the butt too. “If only you had brought her in earlier, we might have been able to save her, now it is too late.” Hopefully, the meds that Anne got will cure her of the thick yellow and green nasal discharges, also known as phlegm.
