The fog is thick and cool all around the house - I can't even see to the trees before the Bay. I just took Mabel the dog for our morning walk through the seaside cemetery, and we saw a man visiting a grave, looking very forlorn and sad. On his way back to his car, he detoured to pet the dog, who thinks every human is just the coolest thing. Then as we left, she saw his car leaving and wagged her tail like it would come off, with a huge retriever grin. He was laughing as he drove by, which I hope helped ease the blues that had brought him to visit the grave. Dogs can be really amazing for us.
The fog should burn off in a couple of hours. I'm going to vanish into the fishroom and fiddle around with tanks for the morning. I suddenly have fry from 7 different species, and I'd like to add 2 more to that list so I can settle back and just raise them. I have someone dropping by around lunchtime to get some fish from me - extra males for a killie community.
I'm now on a mail watch for what I hope will become the 10th species, the Diapteron eggs from Europe. It would be a miracle for them to arrive this week, but I believe in random postal miracles. I know of one that happened once!
The summer should warm up and the fish will stop breeding. Then I can be into raising, which is a nice cycle. They'll slow up til late August/early September.
