This morning, we stacked wood; that is all.

After lunch, we picked and sorted spinach for a rush order.

Dinner conversation was funny; I cracked people up with my strange story telling techniques.

After dinner, Angela, Aizhan, Ellie, and I went out onto the lake in the canoe again. We talked about our lives and listened to quite music. There was a loon howelling away when we got in the water, and as soon as we got back to shore, the loon started to howl again. We starting talking about how this scenario of us walking back from the lake at night was from what horror films were made. I got a lot of bug bites, including one on my temple.