Rain + barn = beer. And a woodchuck.

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When it’s a wet and rainy afternoon you’re apt to find us in the man cave/Barn Mahal.

Sometimes alcohol is present.

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I’m blaming the Jack Abbeys blood orange wheat for that Scrabble tile arrangement.

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Red Sox game? Check.

Pizza? Check.

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Sweet Thai chili wings and more beer?

Double check.

Life is good.

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Looking out the window back at the garage, we saw a baby chuck perched on the woodshed’s extra room doorstep.

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They’ve completely taken over this little storage area and have dug such a big tunnel the door neither opens nor shuts. Good thing there’s nothing in there we need to retrieve…

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