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.
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.
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.
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.