With MacDonald’s opening now at 0600, and even though I can't speak Spanish even after picking up Living Language Spanish for Beginners or Those Who Want a Thorough Review on CD and listening up to Lesson 13 Demonstrative Pronouns and Adjectives, I can grab an Egg MacMuffin and get out to Sachuest Point early. But not so early today that there weren’t seven or eight people set up with easels and oils frantically painting Second Beach in what I suppose they thought was some sort of magic morning light. I wonder if they’ve notice that just about any light is magic when you’re working with turpenoid ... seems that way to me anyway.

Two bold deer .... they are more common than rats at Sachuest ... though I did see a rat today ... or what I thought was a rat ... still not going to buy the Kaufman North American Mammal Guide even though the copy at Borders was very helpful to me in identifying the mink last week ... yes, the weasel was a mink. Didn’t need the Bird Guide to know that the defiant feather ball on the side of the stone dust trail about half way around the riverside loop today was a baby Robin ... but I did need the Guide to determine that the small masked bird I spotted later was a Common Yellowthroat ... sounds trashy, no? And I know Daisy Fleabane when I see it ... hmmmm ... another trashy name. I’m thinking now I do need to get a wildflower or wild grasses Guide because I’m wondering what that lavender-headed grass I’m seeing is ... or maybe that was just turpenoid flashback. And that buzzing? And the choke vine that is suddenly draped and curled everywhere ... turpenoid again? Es muy bueno. Si.