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The devil made me do it

 I’m following the Duggar logic-trail for cheating on his wife and getting busted in the Ashley Madison hack. The devil made me do it.  He made me lust after women and get addicted to porn, so I cheated. No. Wait.  That was the almighty creator that made me lust after women so I could go forth and multiply. But no.  I’m apologizing for it, so it has to be bad… This is so confusing.  There has to be some reason it’s someone else’s fault and not mine. 
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Remember Karen’s Country Kitchen in Louisville?

 When Karen retired and sold her restaurants, she moved to Davis, CA.  We got to have a visit with her today.  I tried to take a picture of her house from outside, ….but it’s hard to see her house from the street. Remember all that stuff that filled her store?  Her house is just as interesting.   Karen lives here with her sister Laurie.  Laurie is a train person.  Laurie has a live train running around the perimeter of her room. And pictures from when she got to drive a real train. It was such a good visit.  (Karen even made us lunch.)  
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The osprey

  Usually, he swoops down low, snags a fish with his talons, …aligns it headfirst beneath him,…and flies it back to his nest to eat. This time however, he hits the water with a giant splash, but he doesn’t take off with a fish. It was a successful hit, but the fish is too big to take off with.  So, talons imbedded, he rows the fish to shore.  Flapping again, he hops up on the bank with it; a fish longer than he is (and he’s two feet long).  …and eats his meal right there on the shore.  
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Sundial Bridge

  It’s a pretty cool bridge. And it really does tell time.  The giant arm on the bridge casts a shadow on the ground where the hours are marked.  It was almost 1:15.