Fabulous weather, fireworks, visit with the Rooneys on Martha’s Vineyard and a terrific community get-together in Waquoit.

We did some hewing and hacking at Santuit Pond Estates, too.

Makes you glad and grateful to be alive, sez us.

Stuffed myself last night and did I ever pay for it. Stupid.

More yard cleanup. Ready to bomb the front lawn. Vegetable garden is a mess.

Mowed the crabgrass in the front. Got stung by a bee while I was dead heading the purple hydrangea.  Ron made me a baking soda poultice.

Laundry. Ron Fetchedeline today. Last day for her and for Robert’s summer jobs.

Sony camera cable arrived and works great.

Bad news from the MHA, Peter’s rent subsidy ends September 30.

We were REALLY happy to catch up last-minute with Cheryl, Pat, Connor, Tom, Deirdre and their friend Terence while they were vacationing on Martha’s Vineyard last evening. Great meal, great conversation about music, business and politics. Turns out, both Pat and I have roots in county Cavan.

I hurt – head, ankle, arms.

We worked on the basement again today. Got a little more organized and a little tidier. I set up the futon frame so I can watch Ron work with his new saw, ha ha.

I did some deadheading and cleanup in the front garden. Ron was very tired, too, but he took care of the watering. The poor green babies are suffering terribly in spite of our efforts. I hate August.

Ron heard from Cheryl, we’ll be visiting tomorrow.

We did a bunch of errands this morning: Botello, transfer station, banks, Walgreen’s. Posted the spe.org sign at the entrance. Worked some more on the website.

Ron and I worked on the basement today.

We picked up his miter saw; he put the stand together.

We put the little couch in the attic and I cleaned behind the workbench – first time in who knows how many years. It wasn’t nearly as bad as I feared it would be. I’ve been trying to dry out the paint cans so we can take them to the transfer station. Picked up boxes and 20 pounds of cheap kitty litter for that job.

Ron thinks he can make a nice workspace, and that would make me very happy. I find the disorganization extremely upsetting and irritating.

We managed to get in and out of the high school fast tonight for a fantastic fireworks display. Nice job, Mashpee Rec!

We had a little rain this evening. I thought I’d killed the front garden, it was so dry, so I drenched it this morning.

Spent an hour or so updating the O-F websites with stories from the local papers.

We did our usual Sunday chores, including transfer station. James mowed for us at Edgewater yesterday and the yards looked really good.

I made donuts this morning. Getting closer to the right recipe. They were so filling that we skipped lunch. I grilled sausages in the rain (light drizzle) and gave Ron a hard time about sending me into a monsoon.

Noticed that the windshield gasket on the truck has worked itself out of the upper left hand corner.

Crossed the bridge to Wareham for Lowe’s, gas (28 cents less than here with our Stop & Shop discount), Tractor Supply, Marzelli’s and a brief stop at Job Lot. Ron posed in various “hats”.

I registered James’ domain and got him set up on WordPress. Within an hour, he’d installed a Theme and uploaded content. What a guy!

We researched all the garden chemicals and brought a bucketload to the Hazardous Waste collection along with a bag of receipts for shredding and a broken thermometer.

After lunch, we ventured forth to Meetinghouse Farms’ open house and splurged on a gorgeous lathed wood salt and pepper set.

The “paintings” are actually extraordinary pieces of fine embroidery.

Great day yesterday:

We stopped at Town Hall to do some SPEA research at the Assessors office, then had Alfredo chicken and broccoli pizza at Two Brothers.

Did a big shop at Market Basket, got home barely in time for my appointment with the doc from my health insurance company.

Ron watered the back yard.

While we were eating supper outside, the hummer hovered less than 5 feet away from us! He/she looked straight at us, then flew off to the big feeder. That touched my soul.

After supper, we went to Hyannis, stopped in at Spinnaker’s and bought prayer flags at a Tibetan store.

Spent the morning going over our financial affairs.

Let’s just say that we don’t have the same problems as the Romneys, for example, or the Clintons or for that matter, the Obamas.

The air is fantastic: 66 degrees, low humidity, pleasant breeze.