It took us six hours to get to Brandon, Vermont, and deliver the newest load of wool, due to return to us in October as Yarn in time for Christmas.

We came home to a very hot farm; that flower photo above captured the feeling.

At the Knitting Mill, I love watching Deb and Maria go over the wool of each sheep and talk about colors, roving, and style. They’ve been doing this together for years and work very well together.

The sheep are very important to her, and so are their wool and the yarn she sells. This is a big day for her.

When we were done, we stopped for lunch and then did some grocery shopping. We stopped at a fresh fish shop, and I got salmon cakes, crab cakes, a can of Jump Lump Crab, fish cakes for Maria, and two center cuts of salmon, fresh from Boston.

I love jumbo lump crab above almost everything, but it’s $50 a can, so it’s a rare treat. It will be my lunch and dinner for a few days. Monday, I’m going into Saratoga to get my new brace. I am very excited.

It is boiling and humid here, as in many places in the country. We have it easy compared to so many others. And it is difficult for me to go outside; I rush out, take a picture or two, and return.

Tomorrow is a significant day for rain, wind, and severe storms. We are bracing ourselves again; the generator is ready, etc. The flowers will take a beating, they are already too wed, and some are dying.

I got some sleep last night for the first time in a long time. The farmers and we need some dry days.

I’m not sure why I’ve had so much trouble sleeping.

I’ve pulled some of the most vulnerable out of the garden and put them in pots indoors or sheltered on the porch. I’ve never heard the frogs so loud at night, and my raven friend in the Maple Tree is making a lot of noise.

We’re planning for a quiet night of creating and maybe some fresh and delicious seafood tonight. It might also be time for another Morse mystery. I’m almost done with my wacky Florida mystery book.