I know, it's not big news, but my fig tree in Fort Tort finally has fruit. Tiny fruit. It's very boring out there. The blue dragonflies that drank wine with me every night are gone. Seasonal. The roseate skimmers that replaced them were not as abundant, and very skittish. I see one every once in a while. Frogs sing in the evening, when I've never had them before, ever. The sweet potato vine is growing like kudzu, and I am winding it decoratively around everything. It had its first bloom yesterday. There are baby evil Bahama anoles everywhere. I still have the native green anoles, too. I found a muskmare by accident while flinging a grass plant around to look for a turtle. The torts are seen more frequently than last summer. One of their clutchmates, owned by a friend of mine, died yesterday, with no apparent previous illness. They are kept indoors. I don't think that's healthy. But her torts all get annual checkups and fecals and ultrasounds and bloodwork, for $$$, at the university hospital where they were hatched, so? I wonder what happened. Hopefully they do a necropsy. The goldfish are slowly recovering from the hawk visit, but still won't come to the surface for food, which is too bad since their new $$$ organic really delicious-sounding food floats. They did sniff around my hands when I was removing yellow leaves out there, so I know they aren't afraid of me. I also got a thermometer installed, and the water temp is about 80F at the deepest part. I bought fall slow-down spring start-up food for the fish, to be ready. That's pretty much the news.