There hasn't been much to comment on recently. The days follow one another monotonously. The world has come to a halt. We do not have the coronavirus at present and Bart is fully recovered. Today, however, May 9, it snowed. The ground was warm enough so that here, at Fiddler's Crotch, it did not accumulate, although it snowed, on and off, all morning. At 10 we drove to Georgetown, donned our masks, and picked up our oysters and clams. How wonderful that Maine has native oysters.
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