So I’ve been falling behind on the blogging front again. I attribute it to the national news, the negativity and lack of confidence in my voice even though I have enough I’d like to say.
Gotta post some day, so here goes.
Last Saturday wasn’t particularly eventful… in Maine, I mean. I was invited to a BBQ, but declined because it entailed more sitting around doing nothing. It’s kind of funny because, despite not going, I saw tiki torches— something you’d see at barbecues— anyway, with the news. (Not much was funny about what happened in Virginia.)
Participation or no, I needed to get out of the house. And it goes without saying: most of the opportunities in life are not going to be online.
First stop… and without much choice (because I can’t drive): timely photos of Crescent Beach, and with the better camera. As you can see, the beach was populated. (With people.)
A park ranger at the entryway toll booth asked whether I was native to the state. Maine gets a fair amount of tourism.
I saw a few animals before I even put my feet onto pavement. (As always, click to enlarge a photo. …And sorry for the traces of bird poop on the windows.)
Later in the week, my mother reportedly saw an adult brown rabbit with a white tail.
I needed more sleep, and planned out loud to do as much. My insomnia was bad Friday. I’d made some progress in terms of software, but… slept only three hours that day, and six the next.
But, eh, I got out of the car.
After all, I like by-foot rock climbing.
It was a day of sun bathing and kite flying. (Not counting me, of course.)
Some orange flowers I don’t remember seeing before.
Don’t forget the ragweed. Endless amounts of yellow ragweed.
Seems a kid left behind a ribbon. Another kid apparently left underwear behind.
Gratuitous lake panorama.
And to finish the day, a slice of Stavros cheese pizza. I wanted to try their pizza for some time. My verdict? It was… pizza.
As any indicator that fall is fast approaching, here are some red leaves, found Sunday.
One for Wednesday.
In other news, the house across the street is on sale, and has been for some time. Things are changing.
The neighborhood raccoon managed to get into the trash despite the barrel. They’re more than smart enough to figure: lift the lid.
The solar eclipse on Monday will only affect about half of the sunlight here, in Maine. It will peak at around 2:45 p.m., so I better make sure I sleep at night. …That’s if the news will allow me to.
Well, that’s it for now. I’m probably forgetting something in terms of things at home. (I mean, besides LePage being an embarrassment for the state of Maine. Sorry, just had to throw that in there, haha.)
Anyone else perhaps planning for the eclipse?