Relief at last! Our five-day, 18-book reading binge has come to an end (many thanks to the Buddy Fred for donating those books). The weather was cooler, so we actually did something with ourselves that required movement.

I did a little morning cleaning of the interior wood and rewarded myself with a pot of coffee. I haven't had coffee in days because I didn't want to heat up the already sweltering cabin. I'm sure the effects were evident to Thomas. Addiction is a bitch. And without coffee, so am I.

While I sipped, Mother Nature manifested a pretty good rain storm. The sound of pounding rain on the cabin roof was a new thing for the ferrets, and they ran about investigating. Luckily for Milo, he had Mila to protect him from impending doom.

By the time the storm cleared, the ferrets were tired, and we humans headed to the Lookout Lighthouse. You can't go up the lighthouse, but there is a small museum there. Nothing terribly exciting, but they keep stats on the loggerhead sea turtles that swim around in the bight. We got an up-close view of one today in the dinghy, but he was too crafty for photographic evidence.

An evening round of Kuub on the beach resulted in a 2-2 tie. No tie-breaker due to bug invasion. In case we haven't mentioned it, Kuub is our new beach game--kind of like a combination between horseshoes and chess. Anyway, it's better than Bocci, which the French Canadians were always playing in George Town. (Thomas refuses to participate in anything vaguely French.)

Spaghetti for dinner and, yes, more book-reading before bed.