As I was laying on the couch last night, enjoying the AC and a good book on my Kindle, I caught a glimpse of Goldie who was also enjoying the AC by napping on the back of the couch. 





His tail was a fluff of spun cotton candy -- a childhood carnival treat, but vanilla not strawberry.  I wonder: Do carnivals operated by real-life gypsys still travel through New England in summer?  

I suspect that they don't -- the last time I was at the Durham Fair, the food booths were all run by local non-profit organizations & I think the games of chance were too.