Tom is visiting, and we are having an excellent time. (I'm sure he loves this place, but mostly he's relieved to be away from work and Florida's oppressive summer heat and humidity.) Yesterday morning we took on an ugly chore: consolidating five stacks of firewood into one. By the time we were finished, we were sweaty and grimy enough to justify joining kids' swim at the pool. Come evening, Tom set up a tripod grill, built a fire, and grilled sausage-stuffed mushrooms. I added spaghetti and sauce for a delicious dinner. Then we watched the fire and waited for the raccoon to visit.
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