Let’s talk turkey. I have been known to say that, until I moved here 42 years ago from New York, I thought wild turkey was an alcoholic beverage.

There was almost a disaster for me six days ago. As I was passing the hospital, I remembered that I left a large pot of rice simmering on the stove.

This is the fastest moving summer ever. Even with some of our downpours, the plants are begging for water. And I am happily entertaining a flock of turkeys – from eight to 15 daily.

A special, heartfelt so long to Sara Brown of this newspaper.

I have not driven on-Island for four summers. As I headed home from Oak Bluffs a few days ago, I was startled to see a traffic light turn red as I was about to cross the bridge. What’s that?, I thought.

Roll call. The whole gang is returning.

Scholarship and soccer. You can’t get a better combination.

Shane Justice Little Eagle Vanderhoop-True, my young friend, assistant, and dog walker, celebrated his last day of sixth grade at the West Tisbury school.

Graduation was beautiful and poignant and took up the entire Tabernacle and all of Oak Bluffs last Sunday.

Continued chilly. Lots of rain. Rivers of yellow pollen run to our storm drains.