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“delicous”
No, indeed there IS nothing like eating a delicious ear of corn. And maybe I’m just letting my inner copy editor have too much control, but I can’t help but point out that the sign maker did not spell delicious the conventional way. Maybe spelling’s just a silly construct?
Skowhegan, Maine
photographed 3.21.2026
addendum
Here’s what happens when you get someone with a piece of cardboard, a marker, and some big opinions.
I don’t know why the year that LL Bean was established was redacted on the mural. If I had a marker and the opportunity, I’d add 1912 over the redaction board (a term I just made up) just so passersby had complete information.
Skowhegan, Maine
photographed 3.21.2026
the fiddle player
You might be one of the people who think an Irish fiddle group is out of place at a German restaurant. I would probably be with you on that, except that I saw/heard it for myself. And in context, it made perfect sense.
I played the violin in junior high; the only part of it I could do successfully was hold the bow. Playing notes and managing to have my fingers in the right places was completely beyond my capabilities. This fiddle player was so good and it amused me that her grasp of the bow was completely unorthodox, which diminishes my exceedingly modest violin accomplishment all the way down to nothing…
The Biergarten
Skowhegan, Maine
photographed 3.19.2026
equinox, with snow
It was snowing that night when we got back from dinner. My companions, all of whom live in New England, just went to their rooms. They’d seen snow and this was just one more normal night for them.
I stayed outside and watched the snow, took some pictures, and got really cold. (In case you were wondering what sort of dork I am.)
Skowhegan, Maine
photographed 3.20.2026
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