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This column first appeared June 15, 2016.

“Uh, Meg? Come take a look at this.”

Hello, grilled chicken. We meet again.

It happened again.

This column was originally published on Aug. 31, 2016.

My van and me — we’ve seen some things.

Like many Marylanders, the Outer Banks are as familiar to me as the tops of my flip-flop-clad feet.

Spencer did the inaugural grass cutting of the season on Monday evening. After a busy weekend, my husband went out in the waning light to make sure we’re not bringing down the neighborhood with our yard jungle. He’d taken the extra initiative to throw some grass seed down a few weeks ago, se…