ahhh...vacation

I would like to say I'm lounging in the sun at the end of the peninsula, surrounded by saltwater, and leisurely typing away. Attractive as that idea is, it's June "in the country" and the ticks are merciless in their quest for food. Take the sun out your mental picture, however, and you're not far off. For the moment. Supper is my show tonight so the leisure only lasts so long.
Granny's house is in a transitional period. Granny herself seems fairly pleased at the convalescent center where she lives in a private room and keeps a fairly steady stream of visitors. Her house is smartly organized (it is her house, after all) for guests. The house is becoming, as my mom told my Aunt the other day, a "do it yourself resort" for the family. I've been helping my parents with clean-up projects before my cousin arrives next week. Suzanne is going to reside here for the foreseeable future - to keep the place occupied.
Speaking of projects, I had a little accident this morning. Dad and Karl and I were working on the pier: one of the girders has collapsed after 35 years of wear. I was pulling rusty nails out of driftwood when I managed to scratch myself in the neck. Before this afternoon's trip to the York County Health Department, my last tetanus shot was in 1996.