Squirrels have to be brave to cross the wide treeless open that is the bird feeder area of our backyard.
So we rarely see more than one grey.
Until there’s something worth having that is.
These little sparrows adore the boxwood shrubs.
And the woodchuck?
Still feeding, still fat…
And now?
Winking and waving as well.
This last pic looks like a little inter species communication is happening.
Although aside from the deer saying “Please don’t poop on me.” I’m not sure what they have to talk about.
Clearly, everything.
As evidenced by this product a FB friend bought for her family.
Well, you have to admit…. it’s catchy.
And I suppose techies will enjoy having a set of controls to play with while on the throne.
But what tickled me the most (while performing the due diligence blog research my readers have come to expect but neither care about nor want) was the ad campaign.
Save money on toilet paper!
Very timely.
Of course some days are better than others.
But rainbow days?
Are simply the best.
No self respecting Mainer should be without one.
I can’t eat them any more….
But at least now I can wear them.
Though not nearly as well as Patrick Stewart.
I should have known finding that tasty take out a while back was a fluke.
We really do have the worst luck when it comes to grab it and go, (unlike the President) but since we liked the last little place, we gave it another try for lunch.
Yeah, I knew that as soon as I opened the containers.
This gelatinous mess was supposed to be crab stuffed mushrooms.
And while admittedly there was some crab, it was basically a soggy tasteless mess. You could have bounced those mushrooms like a rubber ball.
Husband loves chicken fingers and since these were advertised as homemade, he tried them.
Blech.
The coating was so hard and thick you needed a buzz saw to break through.
After two appetizers, we decided to split a chicken Caesar salad wrap with sweet potato fries.
Problem was, they put the cold wrap in with the hot fries so the cold sandwich heated up ( melted wrap, warm lettuce and thoroughly liquified dressing ) while the hot fries cooled down ( limp and chewy ). Who does that?
Another total disaster of a meal.
Since the baby barn has been hogging all the attention lately, let me reintroduce you to my favorite spot to spend late afternoons.
Comfortable furniture, blooming pretties, a good book and a cocktail.
Lowers my blood pressure just thinking about it.
I planted this garden bed two weeks ago, took a picture and realized there’s a hole.
Damn… another trip to the nursery will be necessary.
How awful.
😈
Big barn dwarfs baby barn.
And it’s where you can find me most evenings in the summer, surveying my domain.
Cheers!
Have you ever given someone a gift and had cause to regret it?
I’ve lived with regret for the past few years and felt the old twinge again yesterday.
At first I looked outside and thought how nice…
The husband is trimming a tree.
And then I saw the gift I’ve lived to regret.
He wasn’t trimming branches off the tree, he was cutting it down.
Why?
I don’t know.
Because it was there… and he could, because I’d given him a chain saw as a birthday gift.
Whatever the reason, it’s gone.
Or at least part of it.
And if he thinks he’s leaving this abomination on our lawn he’s sorely mistaken.
Chain saws.
Worst. Gifts. Ever!!
Because our buck is sticking around with his family this year and I’m enjoying his weird head.
We always see him with his impressive rack in the fall….
But rarely in the spring when they start to grow back.
It really is a strange process.
Yes, I’m talking about you.
But ask I did.
I asked the husband to replace the mailbox post that was listing at a 45 degree angle and threatening to fall into the ditch every time the postman made a delivery.
But replace is not a word my husband easily embraces.
Instead….
He fixed it.
And saw absolutely nothing wrong with his repair.
I love odd, in case you haven’t been paying attention.
And on my normal route to the grocery store?
I pass this:
A bit personal as questions go, but delightfully odd.
And as my grocery store has been running low on sugar lately…
This:
Golden?
I’m fervently hoping they’re not talking about showers…. but anything that’s less processed usually gets my vote.
And adding to the growing list of FFS, the panic buyers are still at it substitute products I have to buy now?
This:
I must confess, I’m a trifle afraid of the Cousin Willie brand.
The more I stare, the more that ear of corn on the top right starts to look menacing… but I’ll be brave and soldier on.
At least it’s not as terrifying as this red pepper.
I agree.
Chocolate is always the safer bet.
River's world..... 