I picked up more Rot-Stop and sprayed the tomatoes.

Checked the Falmouth Enterprise for articles and letters for O-F. I think I’m finally caught up with everyone’s published works.

Decided to take the “new” a/c apart to figure out where the vibration is coming from. It seems to be inside the cooling mechanism, so nothing really to be done about it. We switched a/c’s and that should work; the house is very comfortable. I enjoyed poking around the innards.

Grilled a steak, very poorly, but it was such a fine piece of meat that it was delicious anyway. Fortunately, I froze the other steak.

Repotted the impatiens.

Solved a problem for Jim Burns this morning.

Did a small shop at Roche Bros. Did laundry and changed the sheets. Ron and I put up the screen and along with Fluffles, we ate supper in the “gazebo”. It was really REALLY nice.

Missed out on several activities, including Word Camp at BU, the parade of boats in Plymouth, a “happening” at Cotuit Center for the Arts and a soiree at Castle Hill. One of these days, I want to get to Blithewold.

Yesterday was a bad day; hope it doesn’t get repeated.

It could have been worse, certainly, and maybe it’s the heat and humidity that’s getting to me.

Realized this morning that I left the sprinkler on all night.

This morning, I am ready to strangle Fluffles to shut him up!

And it’s only mid-July.

Ron took us to dinner at the Chatham Kream ‘N Kone last night after a busy day and a very enjoyable visit to Munson Gallery (the oldest art gallery in the US) to see our friends Lillia and Herb’s opening.

We made a stop afterwards to the Job Lot across the street. Couldn’t find what we went in for (weights), but we did pick up two vintage Hilton silverplate demitasse spoons for a quarter each.

About twenty of us, including Lillia, Herb and I, had spent the morning (8:30 to 12:30) demonstrating across the street from Plymouth District Court in support of our friends the Pilgrim 14. The outcome of the hearing was what they wanted; there will be a trial in February.

World’s End

Ridiculously busy day.

We just finished packing up the truck for a demonstration tomorrow at Plymouth district court.

We picked up and set up a used, very good condition grill for Peter.

Back to Edgewater to pay the power washing guys from CollegePro and sign off on the job.

Orientation at Highfield for house tour docents. Bought my ticket as well.

Ron had PT. I punted on Town Hall and New Bedford.

I fed the tomatoes, did some watering here and across the street.

Filled up the truck.

Sprayed them last evening with Rot-Stop calcium supplement. Fed them with Tomato-Tone today.

There is so much air traffic in the back yard that it looks like O’Hare: birds, butterflies, bees. A lot of fun to watch.

I fed the roses today as well as the container plants. Picked up a gorgeous begonia and hanger at Soares. Back yard looks pretty good right now.

It was blazing hot this morning. Even so, I mowed the back today and while at it, pulled out handfuls of weeds. Mowed the front lawn yesterday afternoon.

Hummer came by the oval twice, along with the goldfinches that live around here. The hummer likes the Bee Balm and the purple flowers but ignores the nectar I put out today.

Sprayed Eight on the roses and the wild flowering vine, which have been attacked by Japanese beetles.

We put up a nice canopy in the back yard the other day.

I’m ready to move to Panama, as long as they have air conditioning.

We didn’t get much rain at all, and we completed all of our planned activities.

Picked up some nice used planters at Mahoney’s and on-sale impatiens to decorate the trellises.

Peter was in good humor at the hospital and has a spectacular room. We were glad to see him; showing our age, we chatted about food prices and medical problems…

Stopped off at Market Basket for watermelon for the party and a few things for us. Picked up a 50th anniversary card and a Mass. Gold lottery ticket for Ed and Judy.

Cathy was telling us about her niece’s early August wedding, and the price of weddings these days. She’s seen one or two doozies at her club.

I wish we’d had a real wedding, or even just a party, but I invested in buying this house instead. We were hoping for a MacInnis reunion this year, but Ron’s family is so scattered, no one quite got it together.