First, an update on the turkeys.  Now the mama turkey has only one baby, but he or she is getting bigger and now they come with three aunts, other female turkeys to help her keep the little one in control.  Timmy caught him in the garden, acutally caught him, held the baby to show me, and when he put him down, the baby ran off fast to his mother.  Maybe that will teach him to stay closer and not be so curious.

Now the big news is Cape Cod - the annual trek will be this Saturday, coming up fast.  The cast of characters keeps changing, but we will have a full house.  Also, Rachael has a house the first week, and Kevin has a house for the two weeks, like us.  Kevin wrote about Cape Cod, his regrets that he didn't spend every vacation, every day at the Cape with Maria, but the times he did spend there are etched in his head, just like all of the rest of us.  We can see Ria walking with first Jer, then Rachael, then Regina, holding their hand, carrying a pail, bending down to pick up a shell, examining it and then adding it to the pail.  We can see her with the big bag full of goodies, books to read, toys for the kids.  We can see her sitting in the chair in the water, head bent over a Harry Potter book, looking up to keep her eye on the kids in the water.  We can see that great big smile on her face - Wellfleet was truly her second home, as Kevin pointed out in his story.  And their home reflected it, collections of seashells, sand in jars, buckets of rocks, memories that she brought back to remind her and keep her close to her second home.

Cape Cod is like that to all of us, good memories of years ago, little kids have grown up, pictures in albums and boxes full of the changing, growing, getting older, but still the joy of being at the Cape.  This year my sister Kathy and her family are coming for the second week.  The new grandchild, not even a year, will be there, as well as his cousin Mina.  New children to share the memories.  Bon Voyage.