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The black high chair is a leftover from when my kids were young. It was brought out of retirement for our grandson Arthur to use. Sabrina, our female kitty, has confiscated Arthur's playpen/ sleepy spot for her to play in. So Marcus has decided that the high chair is his. With a shirt or jacket …
Don't Do It!!!!!! Look at the wind-up for the shot. Marcus just took a brotherly sniff from Max that he didn't want. "I'll show the big lug! He can't just push me around 'cause I'm smaller!" Don't do it, Marcus! You'll be sorry!
Let's just call this one snap peas in a downpour.
Carolina Allspice- this is the first year this shrub has blossomed. It was planted about nine years ago. It is native to the eastern United States but isn't native to New England. It was one of my horticultural experiments, and this year it paid off with some lovely blossoms.
The facade of our local department store had been "refreshed in either the late forties or early fifties. But, unfortunately, the materials employed in its construction hadn't aged well.
It's not open yet, and I have no idea what it will look like when it does open.
I run an access television station, and electronic waste piles up over several years time. We had old cabling, monitors, printers, cameras, servers, switchers and mixers that had outlived their useful life by as much as ten years
Christmas and New Years have been one extended cat nip toot for Xenia. Here she is making a resolution to tool back on consumption in the New Year.
Anywhere near Salem is off our list at the very end of October. So off we went to Rockport instead, hoping to do a bit of shopping for Christmas.
My wife and I visited Concord, MA, this week, and I saw this glass sculpture at the visitor center.
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