It's Harmony Fair weekend, and I am never home, so please don't fret if you don't hear from me. On Friday I worked for hours taking in exhibits for the home and garden show. On Saturday I worked for hours coordinating judges, tracking ribbons and premiums, and corralling teenagers into helping me. Today I'll be performing with Doughty Hill from noon to 2. Tomorrow I get the afternoon off to watch a soccer game. The short answer is: no Internet, but plenty of dust and giant beets and dill pickles and baby sweaters and Red Sox clocks. Talk to you anon--