And on the 7th day…. River said thou feet shall be rested.

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After all the hassle we had with the Barn Mahal’s leather club chairs, the addition of a matching ottoman was almost too easy.

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Of course I told the husband I was ordering it online and having it delivered. No discussion necessary…. or allowed for that matter.

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Two nice young men carried it to the barn, put the legs on and said they would leave me a few extra scratch guards.

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Yup. That’s definitely a few…

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Maine, glorious Maine… part 2.

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It’s funny, but one of the most famous tourist attractions in my state is a sign.

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Yes, those really are the names of Maine towns and I’ve visited all of them. Didn’t even need a passport.

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I admit it, I partied heartily in many a gravel pit back in the day.

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Mud season was virtually non existent this year due to the lack of heavy snow last winter. Can’t say I really missed it.

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I used to gripe constantly about the cold, but with internal menopausal heating? Now I say bring it!

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Yes, if you visit Maine you must have your picture taken with the giant boot at L.L. Beans. And to be honest…. it’s not just for tourists.

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That’s the husband and our niece a few years back.

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We took her Christmas shopping and made her pose.

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More Dudley cuteness.

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When you chase wild turkeys from the lawn on a daily basis like my husband? You often find they leave parts of themselves behind..

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For which our cat is quite thankful.

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Have you hugged your feather today?

( Archaic reference to a public service announcement that used to run in the 80’s. Stop snickering, I’m old. )

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten was not at all pleased when we put the air conditioners in the windows after a miserably hot and humid day.

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He howled and batted at them and demanded their removal from his favorite bird watching perch. Sorry Dudley, but momma’s menopausal surface of the sun internal temperature requires cooling assistance. Adjust.

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Ducks vs woodchuck

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The bowl of deer grain is popular, with everyone but the deer for whom it is intended.

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Our resident woodchuck, (named Chuck because we’re creative that way) loves it…

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But so do our new friends the ducks.

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It’s first come first serve at Casa River, and no matter how much posturing and maneuvering the waterfowl did…

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Chuck reigned supreme.

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And even barked at them when they got too close. I’ve been known to do the same around my margaritas, so I don’t judge.

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I love my town.

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Let’s check in with my little country town’s Facebook page shall we….

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Mainers. We’re a practical people… and this does make a certain kind of sense.

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I’ve heard of the Traveling Wilburys…. but the Traveling Pigeons? Wonder if the white one is lead guitar.

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Alright, so some of us are woefully out of touch.

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Sadly this was from our farming neighbor across the road. He’s had an honor system bucket for over a year now with no trouble, but I suppose it was bound to happen sometime.

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The wonderful part is after posting that snarky news flash, the town felt so badly they rallied around his vegetable stand and he made more money that day than what was stolen. Small towns rock!

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The latest square for the celebration quilt from our local ladies.

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And finally, when you need to raise money in our town?

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You auction pork.

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The eagle has landed.

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Our neighbor, she of the new stained glass hobby, invited us down to her house to take a look at her work. Not being one to arrive empty handed I brought this….

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A bottle of wine from one of our trips. I planned to ply her with alcohol and drive the price of the eagle I had my eye on down.

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The picture she’d sent me made the piece look quite large… and though in reality it wasn’t, it still turned out to be a nice addition to the man cave.

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On the table with my husband’s challenge coin collection.

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Below the WWII propaganda posters.

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Proudly guarding our bar. (And yes, I got the 20% friends and family discount.)

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In case you were wondering….

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Yes, she’s still here.

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Though thankfully this year she’s keeping her distance and not nesting in our attic.

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How long that will last probably depends on how long her memory is.

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Forcibly knocking her children out of my gutter’s downspout was traumatic I’m sure.

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I’m hoping she took up residence in the neighbor’s new tree house. I mean come on, it’s a house. In a tree. What does she want… an engraved invitation?

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