Monthly Archives: May 2025

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Random blather.

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The following is a sunset over our neighbor’s gigantic greenhouses.

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We’re getting used to them, but that doesn’t mean we’re happy about it.

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Preach.

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May is a beautiful time of year. The grass is green and the birds are orange.

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Baltimore Orioles fly in for about a month on their migration north so I make sure they have ample oranges and grape jelly.

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These are for Mark.

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Because they all feature his favorite fruit.

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The man likes Spam, but not watermelon.

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That’s just wrong.

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Our nightly raccoon .

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My husband had one as a pet when he was a child.

It’s very tempting..

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❤️

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Let’s play.

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You know the drill.

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For me it’s ketchup.

I’m not a fan in general, and tend to cringe when I see people slather it on eggs, grilled cheese sandwiches and God forbid…. steak.

Burgers and fries? If you have to, though I usually pass.

I’ve seen people use it as a dip for potato chips, put it on their fried fish and top off their bowls of baked beans. For me those are a definite no.

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How about you?

What ruins your dish…

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Squirrelly acrobats.

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While the red squirrels are a constant unwelcome chewing, gnawing, destructive menace… our gray visitors provide hours of entertainment.

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I know we’re in the minority here, but we don’t mind squirrels eating from our feeders.

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They’re usually content to perch in the flat ones and happily munch away, but the other day this fellow was determined to get the last few seeds out of the carriage feeder and that proved more challenging.

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Gravity be damned.

And just when he figured it out?

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Squirrel #2 arrived and kicked him off.

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Undeterred… our intrepid acrobat regrouped and moved on to the suet.

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Gray squirrels….

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Ya gotta love them.

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Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

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Yes, it’s another article about the dangers of Artificial Intelligence from your resident Chicken Little. The sky may not be falling yet, but it looks like Skynet is right around the corner.

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Not good.

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We have enough crazies out there already. We don’t need AI encouraging them.

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Because AI isn’t frightening enough.

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These companies all admit it’s happening, but have no idea what to do about it.

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More powerful means more powerful hallucinations.

Let’s hope there’s a kill switch somewhere…

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Maps no one needs.

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You don’t need them, but they’re fun.

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I can’t argue with ours.

L. L. Bean is life in Maine.

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This is disturbing, but sadly…. not surprising.

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Weirdest map topic, ever.

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Patrick Dempsey is from Lewiston and comes back often. Every September he hosts and runs in the Dempsey Challenge, a charitable event where 100% of the funds raised provide personalized, holistic services at no cost to cancer patients, their loved ones, and care partners. 18 million dollars have been raised to date.

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Apologies to women of the Southwest.

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An experiment, a nice lunch and a few laughs.

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We bought a new car last September. A fully loaded 2025 Subaru Forester Touring. I love Pearl… and with the current trade policies am extremely glad we didn’t wait to purchase her.

As an experiment, I checked the price before Trump implemented his moronic tariffs.

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Two weeks after the tariffs took effect?

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I’ll continue to check.

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A few days ago we popped into the Foreside Tavern in Falmouth.

(Summer Dreaming cocktail. Vodka, elderflower, lemon and pineapple.)

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Which used to be a Howard Johnson’s when I was young. I still miss their chicken croquettes…

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But the tavern’s bbq chicken flatbread appetizer was tasty.

(Winter spiced margarita. Cinnamon Infused Tequila, Cranberry, Orange, Cointreau, Agave, Lime)

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As was the ribeye steak spring salad with blue cheese, apples, red onions and candied pecans.

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That’s me.

Highly flavorful.

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Canadians.

Ya gotta love them.

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