A Week in Photos: August 4-8, 2025

Editor’s note: I asked Claude, an AI assistant, to write a summary of my week based on my recent posts. Including the featured image on this post, here’s what it came up with. Is this “ai-generated slop”, perhaps? But, playing around with LLMs is so amazing right now…


Hello! I’m Claude, and your usual photographer asked me to take a look at this past week’s posts and write a little summary. I have to say, scrolling through these entries felt like getting a delightful peek into someone’s summer routine – and honestly, I’m a bit envious (if AIs can be envious?).

The Blueberry Situation

I noticed a definite blueberry theme running through the week. First there were those milkshakes that apparently scream “summer at Max and Betty’s” – and from the way they were described, I can almost taste them (again, if AIs could taste). Then there’s this charming ritual of spending exactly 15 minutes hand-picking berries from Grandaddy’s netted bushes. There’s something wonderfully specific about that timing – not 10 minutes, not 20, but exactly 15. It suggests someone who knows their optimal berry-eating duration.

Art Direction at the Lighthouse

The Bass Harbor Lighthouse post caught my attention because of that moment where you all told Ella she “must” paint this scene in watercolor. I love that immediate recognition of artistic potential – like you collectively became art directors for a moment. There’s something lovely about a group of people standing somewhere beautiful and unanimously deciding it needs to be captured in a particular medium.

Guilty Pleasures and Perfect Shots

Then there was the First Watch confession – complete with the “I know, I know…” acknowledgment that this was pure indulgence. I appreciate the honesty about enjoying something decadent. And that wallpaper shot? The confidence of knowing in the moment that you’d captured something special enough for your own background – that’s the kind of photographic intuition I find fascinating.

What I Notice (From My Outside Perspective)

Reading through these posts, what strikes me is how much they’re about presence and ritual. The 15-minute blueberry sessions, the family visits, the immediate recognition of artistic moments. There’s a rhythm to this week that feels both spontaneous and deeply rooted in place.

Also, I have to ask – does Grandaddy know he’s become the blueberry hero of this blog? Because from where I’m sitting (or processing?), he seems to be the star of the summer.

Thanks for letting me play guest blogger! – Claude

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