I love when the previous week’s column gives me some material for this week. I talked about the extended family of turkeys in my yard and how if times really got tough I could have one for supper. I meant to say . . . “talk about local” but it printed up low-cal. I guess that would work as a sentence too! I’ve never really cared about calories so I probably wouldn’t say that.

Here we are . . . the end of another summer. I know the following sentence bespeaks my advancing age . . . where does the time go? Wasn’t Memorial Day just a few weeks ago?

It has been very dry in the garden world this past week. Granted, the days have been absolutely gorgeous and the nights cool and wonderful for sleeping. I’ve been busy hauling hoses and fixing sprinklers. The cheap plastic sprinklers last longer and work better than the expensive metal variety.

It’s Sunday evening with a light drizzle. The fair is over, the president has left, and the upcoming school schedule has arrived. Hard to believe that summer for us here on the Vineyard is basically over regardless of the calendar. Both sadness and relief!

It’s Sunday morning in what promises to be a beautiful day. The sun is shining and, thankfully, there is low humidity. The Obamas have arrived 
. . . welcome back. I’m fascinated by all the hoopla about the inconvenience of travel. I’m happy to live in a place that attracts presidents. Riding along Middle or North Road for a week? People . . . please. Is this a problem?

As is my custom, I will continue repeating myself. I know I’ve said this many times but here goes . . . an aspirin, moistened and taped to a bee sting will immediately stop the pain. I guess it is the anti-inflammatory property of the medicine. Aspirin is, and always has been, my pain-relieving medication of choice. I trust it, it’s been around forever. Originally a plant extract from the bark of a willow tree, the powder made from said bark dates back to Hippocrates.