From the ferry

I'm on the ferry to the mainland tonight

The Newcomer is overseeing the construction of a new road, as suits his skills, and I had a thought on him:
He works very lttle.  He enjoys a particular hill-top and spends a lot of his time there, frequently surrounded by workers who have helped him get up there.
(And I'm starting to find his litter scattered all over the island. )
Planting is coming and we could use all hands in the fields, but the newcomer sits many days on his clifftop.

I begin to see signs that he will not last long.