I finally took the a/c out of our bedroom. It’s nice to have the window back. I’m sure we’ll have more hot days, but having the a/c in here is not a good solution for a lot of reasons.

Fed the roses and the garden today. It rained a little, but not enough. I think the Moonflowers will bloom soon. Really looking forward to that. Decided I do like our border garden.

The magnificent Procter Garden at the Berkshire Botanical. One of the most beautiful examples of landscape architecture I’ve ever seen. The garden is 46 years old and was designed by E. Gillette Wilcox. A masterpiece even in the dog days of late August; imagine what it must look like in June!

At the Berkshire Botanical Garden.

I was delighted with the toolshed at the Berkshire Botanical Garden, which has many of the same implements and equipment as ours. Everything was neat as a pin, too.

We treated ourselves to a long-planned mini-vacation starting Sunday morning with brunch at the Major John Bradford homestead in Kingston. We drove from there to our motel in West Stockbridge, then to Tanglewood for a concert by Chick Corea, Gary Burton and the Harlem String Quartet. We finished the weekend with a visit today to the Berkshire Botanical Garden and lunch in Williamsburg with an old friend of Ron’s who is also a gardener. Great weather both days and a nice break from the usual.

Mr. Fluffles is much better this morning, eating with gusto and walking around almost normally. He is a tough fellow.

I learned only this week that “Cape Cod” is an adjective as well as a noun. Property can be “very Cape Cod”. I am quite pleased and flattered that one of our friends referred to our house that way.

Tomatoes remind me of my grandmother. Her garden would put anyone else’s to shame. Having home-grown tomatoes on a window sill is an essential part of summer, along with clam shacks, outdoor concerts, hammocks and going to the beach at sunset.