After June’s record-breaking tally of nine, July’s yield of precisely one — Wyoming — was a bit of a letdown. Pickings are always slim in the second half of the year, and it’s not because there’s a shortage of cars.
Traffic jams in the down-island towns are ho-hum this time of year, but on one Saturday morning in July traffic coming into West Tisbury was reported backed up almost to the airport, a distance of more than three miles. This prompted some cries that the Saturday morning Farmers’ Market should be moved from the Grange, in the dead center of town, to the Ag Hall, on the outskirts or, maybe more accurately, in the middle of nowhere. The counter-cries were considerably louder: The Farmers’ Market isn’t the problem, it should stay at the Grange, “you call that traffic?,” and of course the old standby “Pray for September.”
There have been years when my last sighting of the year was in July, but 2017 won’t be one of them: I spotted Nebraska in the hospital parking lot on August 2.
Update: Kansas at SBS (the feed, garden, and grain store) on August 3!