Monday, 7:45 AM. 67 degrees, Wind W, light with gusts. Sky partly cloudy with high, fast moving cumulus clouds. The channel is wrinkled and gray, like an old many. There is haze on the Island, and the barometer still predicts rain, as does the red maple tree. We got a quick little storm last night that left little to measure. There is evidently a large weak low system to the west, moving slowly.
The wild blackberries are ripening and they are wonderful. The first apples are ripe, this one from Hauser’s, they call a “green” transparent. A few more old fashioned varieties, like the lady’s apple, will be available soon but there aren’t many of these early old varieties grown anymore. The white, aster-like flower is an everlasting, genus Gnaphalium, I won’t hazard a guess as to species. It is blooming now on some sandy roadsides, the genus is confusing, and some of them were once used medicinally, this one is very pretty.
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