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I'm out here manning the seedling sale, and I've had not a single customer. Thus far, three cars have driven up, taken a look, and driven away. I'm guessing they were looking for flowers, not veggies. Alex has gone out shopping for groceries, and I asked him to pick up two big red posterboards for me. I'm going to write "Heirloom Tomatoes" on them, cut them in the shape of a tomato, and stick them on the easel we have out at the corner of Williams and Elliott Sts. This will at least save people the trouble of driving by.

Also, I'm covered in mosquito bites. We went to Mad Martha's on Plum Island for breakfast, and the instant I stepped out of the car, they pounced on me! I have at least eight welts on my face, neck, and arms. Fortunately, there are no mosquitos here in Beverly. Either that or I'm too drained to be enticing.