nuts and bolts

World tour is over.  Beasts wound up all over North Carolina, Virginia, Tennessee, even CostaRica.  They were left in trees, rocks, Volkswagen vans, bicycle baskets, and who knows where? 

A new batch is about to go in the fire.  An autumn batch.  Because the beginning of August always forgets to remind us that winter is right around the corner.  This is the part of the year when we tend to give up and forget what we're doing: Too hot to move.  Tomatoes and figs falling off the vines right into our sandwiches.  Nothing whatsoever to worry about.  And then the bugs eat the fruit.  And it keeps raining forever.  So we here at Wildbeings intend to enjoy the rest of this hot, muggy, wet summer, but store our nuts all the same.