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Because life is filled with ridiculous scraps of nonsense.
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Chocolate and wine? I’m joyous just thinking about them.
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Proof positive drinking beer does pay. Even dishwater brand beer.
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I only have one thing to say… you’re doing it wrong.
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Makes me wonder what they saw….
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It’s amazing how many different things you see when you turn around and head back the same path.
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Beautiful coastline walking south, beautiful coastline walking north. It never gets old.
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Wish I could say the same for my hairdo which was looking a bit worse for wear after battling the constant wind.
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Sparse lone trees.
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Craggy, rock filled shores.
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Oceanfront backyards.
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One desecration of nature, because humans can’t help being destructive.
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The Atlantic Ocean.
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Strategically placed benches.
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The Cliff Walk has it all.
To be continued….
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The fox has a lot of competition for his nightly nosh lately.
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Ducks, deer, skunks and raccoons not to mention a family of voracious woodchucks.
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So true to his name… he’s started arriving earlier in the evening to beat the crowds.
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Handsome and clever, that’s our boy.
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On the way to the commissary in Bangor the other day we were disappointed to find our favorite little diner closed for lunch. This sent us searching far and wide for something quick other than the awful fast food chains. Pulling off the highway at the small town of Newport, we took a chance on a place called Anglers.
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Despite the name, (Newport is neither new… incorporated 1814… nor a port anywhere near the water) I didn’t hold out much hope for fresh seafood.
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The restaurant is a dressed up family diner but damned if they didn’t make a nice cocktail.
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An Absolute Citron deckhand lemonade. Quite refreshing.
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I went with the smaller ‘minnow’ portion of fried shrimp and was pleasantly surprised. Fresh, light and perfectly cooked. Husband had a nice clam chowder and broiled scallops which he said were equally good. But the thing that really rocked my world and made me do more than merely contemplate returning?
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.99 cent drafts. And my husband doesn’t drink Budweiser, this was a Maine craft beer called Allagash White which normally costs him $7 -8 a glass. We wondered if this was a serious senior discount, a special price for veterans, or the waitress just made a big mistake. On the way out we asked… and were told all drafts are .99 cents, all the time.
Needless to say this will now be our go to lunch destination before the monthly commissary run.
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Baby woodchucks are making their way out from under the man cave/barn.
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And the little scampers are adorable.
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I’ve spotted three so far.
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With one little tiny runt.
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Naturally he’s the sweetest and clumsy as all get out.
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I just love them.
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It’s that time of year again.
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Frost danger is past and it’s time to plant!
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There are two places I could easily spend an entire paycheck… book stores and nurseries. Which is probably why my husband tends to accelerate when ever we drive by them.
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But this trip I made with a girlfriend and okay, I had to go back for a second cart after I filled the first.
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I really should have bought this shirt….
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But I had to show some restraint.
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Not content to watch David Attenborough’s new series Prehistoric Planet on my phone I headed out to the barn and began the mind numbing, hair pulling process of setting up Apple TV in the man cave. It took a while to make the connection as our internet service is sketchy at best… but oh, was it worth it.
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The colors, graphics and scenery in this show are stunning …
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And I happily settled in for hours of uninterrupted viewing.
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All Hail Sir David! The passion with which he narrates stirs my very soul. 96 years young and still finding wonder in the natural world. I love him.
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If you’re a dinosaur fan? You really need to watch this show.
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Yes, there are T Rex and Brontosaurs and Triceratops, but it’s the weird and wonderful little known dinos that will steal your heart.
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The giant reptiles really come to life.
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As does our Cretaceous world.
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At times it feels like a sci fi movie….
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And I was loving every minute of it.
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I zipped through part one..
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And was halfway through part two with a big smile on my face when it happened.
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Our *#%”ing internet connection broke and no matter how hard I tried or what I did I couldn’t get it back.
Grrr…
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A project was just finished at Casa River.
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Without a word of nagging or litany of snarky comments from yours truly.
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Yes boys and girls, somewhere in Maine pigs are flying.
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Because the backyard stone wall rebuild is finished… and the only reason I can give is the fact that I blogged about it.
So if you sent positive completion waves and good juju? I thank you.
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As does Lord Dudley for the fresh patch of rolling dirt. And if finishing a project he started in less than a year wasn’t shocking enough?
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I came home a few days later to a freshly laid patch of sod. Which he hasn’t watered once, but hey…. one miracle at a time.
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I received an email the other day telling me my gift subscription to Cosmopolitan would be ending soon and I can’t tell you how pleased I was to hear it. Never has a present been less well received. And while I thanked my friend for the thought, I also made it abundantly clear another year of this trashy rag would not be welcome.
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Be honest men… did you even notice she was wearing a hat?
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Decades of legitimate research? If you say so…
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Even after a solid year of this crap, I’m still surprised this is what passes for a women’s magazine these days.
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Is this even possible?
On second thought, don’t answer. I don’t want to know.
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This entire publication lost me at hello. And in case you’re wondering, no… I don’t read the articles. I just flip through and photograph them for blog fodder. I didn’t meet Kristie and have no intention of ever doing so.
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I’ve never understood why my calendar thinks the animals it features are sad. Weird and quirky beats cute and cuddly any day of the week in my book.
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Resting in clouds sounds pretty effing fabulous to me.
It’s the only bird that is known to intentionally enter into a cloud,” Weimerskirch says. And not just any cloud — a fluffy, white cumulus cloud. Over the ocean, these clouds tend to form in places where warm air rises from the sea surface. The birds hitch a ride on the updraft, all the way up to the top of the cloud.
A veritable frigate bird roller coaster.
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I’m giving this drawing an A- for likeness to the real thing.
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They’re a little off on the tail and overall color, but all things considered it’s pretty damn close.
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