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What do you call cheese that isn't yours?
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Steve requested a Sarah Palin-shaped potato...this is the best I could come up with!
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A gorgeous day
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Library - 7759
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These little guys live just beneath the surface of the garden and move very slowly.
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All I could think was, "Please don't jump onto my face."
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This frog photo brought to you courtesy of my new gardening gloves, a gift from Jenn and my mom.
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Trying to hop away
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Are you sure this is a good idea?
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Green Acres is the place to be.
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Proof
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We filled the bucket with three times with weeds from the garden.
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My Little Ponies (they're not really mine).
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Steve brought this goat over to see if I could milk it. The goat (Trudy) wasn't having it.
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A few seconds after this shot was taken, the goat head-butted the cat. It was funny.
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Hey, goat.
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Steve taught me to drive the tractor.
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Longfellow in Portland
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Bye-bye, Jenn
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"Maineiac" -- it hurts my eyes. More consonants, please.
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Lobsters On A Plane
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Sage advice
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Reading by the Camden Bay (Harbor? Cove?)
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For my Mustache May friends and Civil War buffs.
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The temperature is dropping rapidly.
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I stood in front of her to see if she'd paint me into the painting. She didn't.
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"Jenn, how was your lobster roll?"
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Jenn did not love the lobster.
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"I kind of feel like I'm going to be sick."
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Score!
