As we near the full moon and the fall equinox, I am thinking that the term ‘lunatic’ is an apt commentary. Our raccoon family of mama and three babies recently found three over-ripe peaches outside the backdoor and tried to sneak away from the scene of the crime undetected. Little did they know they left a tell-tale trail of peach-stickie pawprints all the way up the steps and peach pits and peach parts strewn along the way!

They are actually just soooo adorable that we would like to keep them there permanently. The hysteria seems to have migrated into the bumblebees awash in pollen and doing drunk sunflower-diving! The only folks who remained grounded, centered, and impervious to the mania created by this big time are Fiona Papillon and Braveheart Primo – ever stout-hearted fellow travelers on this white ship we call our coconut island in the sky. Let’s everyone take a moment to calm down – how about it!?!