My mother spent her childhood summers on the Chappaquiddick shore of Edgartown harbor in a house that was washed away in the hurricane of 1938. The house was on pilings right on the beach at the base of the bluff just below the last house on Caleb’s Pond Road. The remains of the pilings were still there 10 years ago. The twin to that beach house still exists halfway back along the shoreline to the ferry point.
Got ticks? Tell it to Dick Johnson. He’ll come right to your yard and commiserate with you about how bad it is. Then he will actually quantify your misery for you (count the ticks) and even tell you what you can do to keep your yard out of the Guinness Book of World Records as the yard with the most ticks ever. But even if you don’t see any ticks or signs of ticks, I’ll bet you that he can find at least a few around the edges of your lawn or paths.
