Josh and I went for a brisk morning cruise in the dinghy, and then I went for a long hike where I saw lots of guns, shells, ammunitions, and broken things. The hillsides had indentions in the ground which none of us could figure out if it was from bombings or what. Some of the guns were very, very large. Bob found a shell casing about two feet long. We saw our first Bald Eagle! And a lot of Lapland Longspurs, Song Sparrows, and McKay's Buntings. I'm thrilled to have finally figured out the mystery bird: Gray-crowned Rosy Finch. Now I'm bored.
I keep baking more cakes, cinnamon rolls, and biscuits in an attempt to warm up but it seems everyone is overdosing on sugar, except for Bob maybe. Tonight might be a brownie night.