Willsboro Bay on the New York state side of Lake Champlain is a pretty spot for paddling. In the mornings, the breeze is offshore, from the south. During the day, it blows from the northwest. It changes in the evening, quietly, slowly, at about 6:30. The ducks don't seem to mind. The scoters were here, doing their diving acts. And the hummingbirds are all around, noisy little helicopters. Oh, and the pesky millefoile is sticking its heads out of the water.
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