Last week’s tropical storm got old very fast. The days of wind rattled my peace of mind. I will refrain from discussing how much worse it was in Puerto Rico.

On Tuesday morning an unnerving eerie calm was in the air. I guess that expression “The calm before the storm” is etched in my mind.

I doubt anyone can think of more perfect weather than we on the Vineyard have been experiencing.

I’m fond of the late-summer garden. Echinacea, rudbeckia, phlox, Joe pye weed, golden rod, and sedum look terrific.

I’ve never minded being out in the rain. I do not dash from the car, use an umbrella, or complain about it.

You lucky folks who made the trip to see the total solar eclipse.