It does seem that we have all become cartoon characters; I appreciate the reminder. My hammock injury includes a giant contusion that runs almost the full length of my shin-bone (where the steel pole from the hammock frame smashed into it).

When we first took possession of Berea-Rose during the winter mon ths we looked forward to spring -- we knew the ginat trees that lined the street would look beautiful in their full foliage.

We still think that's true. However, it ain't gonna happen, because most of the trees are very old and half-dead by now. In fact, they sent a crew in this week to chop down three of them; I wouldn't be surprised if they came for more next week.

Kind-a sad. The neighbors say the street used to be completely shaded in the summer, as if with giant arches of tree cover. They also said the sidewalks were slabs of sandstone that had an old-world character. They were recenty replaced too.

And with June winding down already the daylight will start to get shorter... At least those little berries are gone fromt he guano tree out back. Maybe now I can keep the driveway clear of bird crap.