Still eerie in Erie

The Erie triangle is a virtual pareidolia hotbed, now that I know what I’m looking for.  I like today’s discovery after our ride to Presque Isle (Pennsylvania’s version – it turns out Michigan and Maine also have their own Presque Isle). He looks so cheerful, his mug brimming with hydrangeas.  Or maybe he’s crazed, with hydrangeaphobia, and is foaming at the mouth.  Good thing I didn’t get closer.

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