This summer there is a show on television about animals going crazy, and I think it is happening here as well.  This morning there was a wood chuck ON THE DECK checking out the parsley in a pot that's been there since May.  Then I went to get the paper and there was a skunk right outside the door.  He looked at me and then calmly walked away, but that could have been a disaster.

Yesterday a piliated woodpecker screamed around the house all morning.  Now I always say, "There's Ria" but yesterday, I was saying "What's the matter Ria?"  Like Lassie, I expected the woodpecker to lead me to someone in distress.

I guess it's the heat - terrible humidity, and even the pool doesn't provide the relief you were expecting.  But the tomatoes love the heat, everyday there are more and more of them.  Today I put them in bags and leave them on doorsteps, little surprises for the neighbors. 

Next week I will be in Wellfleet again, kind of a last minute vacation with my sisters.  Then in October it is the Oysterfest and another week in my favorite place.  But lets not go to far.  First things first, get rid of Mr. Woodchuck under the deck.