The Campground Empties

It was easy to tell that the weekend was coming to an end today. Most of the trailers and boats and kids that had come out to the lake on Friday packed up and left today. The Boy Scouts folded their tents and departed, leaving Tent Area 2 with only one lone tent again.

We biked around this morning and walked around this evening, checking out these departures. We see lots of squirrels and birds, especially scrub jays and mockingbirds. Of course there are always grackles. Ken thinks they are noisiest in the mornings, when they seem to be telling the world that they are the masters of their territories.

Yesterday we found that one of our water filter cartridges was leaking, so we got out the wrenches and tried to tighten it. We apparently stopped one leak, but will probably need a new gasket to stop the other. Fortunately, the leak is slow, and we put a pail under the cartridge, so it will be fine until we get to a Lowe's, which we had already planned to do on Thursday.

We watched an episode of This Emotional Life that we recorded over a year ago. It's a three part series, and we evidently missed recording part two, so we've set TIVO to record the program if PBS airs it again.

On a lighter note, we also watched the third episode of the new Upstairs, Downstairs, and we're eager to see next season's offerings. The show manages to weave in current events as they affect the residents of 165 Eaton Place. One part of tonight's episode stretched the willing suspension of disbelief--probably the least realistic or accurate portrayal of childbirth I've ever seen.