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If you’re like me and blog from your phone, you probably have to do a good bit of proofreading.
I doubt I’ve ever typed out a full post without errors, be they mine or my iPhone’s predictive text.
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Case in point… I was just writing about a Go Fund Me page which my keyboard changed to Ho find me.
Sorry Apple.
But I don’t need a Ho.
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We were driving alongside Cobbosseecontee Lake last night on the way home from dinner.
The sun was setting and casting a fiery reflection on the water …
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But I could never manage to get a decent photo of it from the road.
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And as much as I wanted to pull into someone’s private driveway, get out of the car, climb up on their porch and take pictures… the husband wouldn’t let me.
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Eventually we crossed a little bridge and caught a clear view of the sun…
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But by then it was too far down to be truly magical.
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Oh well, I tried.
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I recently joined a FB group that shares photos of Maine wildlife… and seeing that we have a backyard full, I was anxious to add my critters to the mix.
I started with our chuckers eating watermelon because what’s cuter than that?
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This post was well received with dozens of comments and over 400 likes on the first day.
After that resounding success, I thought I would share my helpful hint about putting mint leaves on hummingbird feeders to repel bees naturally and without chemicals .
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That’s when things started to go wrong…
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I never said they didn’t.
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I’m not killing bees, just stopping them from driving my hummingbirds away.
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Bee feeders? Well good for you, but I’d rather not attract stinging insects to my deck.
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I don’t use red dye, I make my own nectar and put it in a red glass feeder.
To be fair the majority of comments were favorable and quite a few people tried it and thanked me. But it’s like they say, no good deed goes unpunished.
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Lobster? Yes.
Blueberry fields? Sure.
But a Longhorn riding shotgun? Never.
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But that’s what you might have seen if you were cruising down the highway in Nebraska the other day.
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I’m guessing Howdy Doody would have been happier with a larger seat.
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And from the looks of this last photo…. a car wash attendant with a large sponge.
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In case I don’t say it often enough, I love my little Maine town.
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Keep your boring lost dogs and cats, we have befuddled bovines.
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And free flowers.
Is it any wonder we love living here?
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Bored by sitting in a doctor’s office waiting room the other day I scrolled my phone and stumbled on a stupid “What would a Barbie from your state look like?” site.
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Maine Barbie goes hiking… in a mini skirt with perfectly coiffed hair.
I’ve been hiking in Maine. Trust me, women do not look like this.
On the other hand, they had my birth state of New Jersey down pat.
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Jersey Barbie has bling.. and attitude to spare.
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Yes, I’m posting about grapes.
But not just any grapes.
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Margarita grapes.
You’re welcome.
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Because you’re here, and it’s required.
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While I love palm tree clad tropical beach sunsets and the idea of cute cabana boys delivering endless margaritas, the reality of the heat which accompanies that fantasy makes me cranky just thinking about it.
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Great cities? They have a heartbeat and are filled with numerous ways to entertain, not to mention five star restaurants. The museums alone can keep me keep blissfully occupied for weeks. But the older I get? The more I appreciate a crowd free venue.
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My vacation choice is the mountains. Crisp, cool, pollution free air. Scenic vistas and breathtaking views. Unspoiled nature. That’s the vacation that lowers my blood pressure.
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These pictures were taken on our trip to the Great Smoky Mountain National Park in Tennessee 5 years ago.
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That’s my perfect vacation.
Where are you headed?
Beach, mountains or city…..
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After dinner the other night we heard thunder rumbling in the distance and headed for the Barn Mahal porch to watch the show.
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Appropriate dessert cocktails in the form of Kahlua and cream were consumed.
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Unfortunately no thunder storm materialized….
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But it was a lovely way to end the day all the same.
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My husband was teleworking yesterday and someone was helping.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten loves my husband and follows him everywhere. The kitchen. The bathroom. The bedroom…
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Naturally this includes the office and the government laptop.
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And because His Lordship is a cat?
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He had to attack the mice.
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I opened up a dozen eggs the other day and found this….
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One extremely odd looking specimen.
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After posting the weirdo on FB, I was told by my chicken people it could have been laid by an old or heat stressed bird.
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To he honest I was surprised it made it into the dozen container at all.
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It seems like a prime opportunity to hatch an Einstein chicken was lost…
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Continuing with the I love my state theme, the giant rubber duck is back in Maine.
And this year he brought friends…
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Yes, Belfast harbor is the place to be.
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Times three.
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This is the quirky kind of thing that makes the long winters and mud season worth while.
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Rubber ducks for everyone!
And if you’re wondering just how large the ducks in the harbor are….
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Pretty darn large.
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