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This is the weekend to get your fill of Harry Potter. I already went off to see Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. I think Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban is still my favorite, but this is a close second. I’ll need to get Scott caught up with his movie watching so I can go see it again.

I haven’t yet reserved my copy of the new book, but I noticed that I’m not starting any new novels this week. The book will be my weekend treat.

If that’s not enough Harry Potter for you, you could see if your local candy store has the Harry Potter candy from the makers of Jelly Bellys. You could treat yourself to a box of Bertie Bott’s Beans, but be warned. There could be some strong flavors in there, including black pepper, soap, booger, rotten egg, earwax and/or vomit. I kid you not! I tasted most of these when I went to visit the factory outlet a few months ago. Sardine is not part of the line, but the people at Jelly Belly have perfected that flavor. Not to mention garlic, margarita, and Dr. Pepper. Of course, you might get lucky and get my favorite new flavor, pomegranate.

The newest candies are the Jelly Slugs. It might be time for another road trip if my local Target doesn’t have them!

After going to the fitness center last night, my husband and I had a leisurely walk home by the pond in the center of our apartment complex. The fountain was burbling. Soft lights glowed behind the shades of the first floor apartment windows and sliding doors. I could see lawn chairs, potted plants and grills in silhouette. What really caught my attention was a garden decoration. It looked like a squirrel, its front paws spread wide apart, its bushy tail curled back. I was impressed by the detail, which was too fine for the little statue to be cast in cement. As I was wondering about what it was made of, I saw the tail uncurl at the same time I heard a short, angry hiss. My husband suggested we run so we did all the way back to our building.

“That wasn’t a squirrel, was that?” I asked.

“When I saw the white on the tail, I knew it wasn’t,” he said.

Thankfully the skunk had been facing us.

I finally found one!

For some reason I like reading mysteries in the summertime. I got hooked on Peter Ellis’s Brother Cadfael series a number of years ago. After I was done, I discovered the Sister Fidelma series. Frankly I’m not sure why ecclesiastical medieval mysteries delight me. I just sit back and let myself be entertained.

I’m currently reading The Haunted Abbot. It starts off with a snowstorm. The setting is all the more delightful since the temperature this weekend was in the 90’s.

I hadn’t made any plans to see fireworks last night. Scott and I had had a lazy day at home and were finishing it off with “Fawlty Towers” when we noticed the fireworks. We turned off the lights and started to watch the pyrotechnics. After a few minutes we noticed another show and then another, five in all. Every town around us had it’s own show. To the south Mother Nature had her own show going. Brilliant flashes of lightening lit up the sky, more often than not, in sync with the shows.

I missed the exciting new stuff in New York this year. I’m still looking for video of the fireworks that were aimed at the water.