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Let’s go to the fair!

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If it’s October… it’s time for the Fryeburg Fair, Maine’s largest and last of the season.

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It’s west of us, towards the mountains and that usually means pretty fall foliage.

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Trees started turning early this year and aren’t as bright as they normally are…

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But it’s still a lovely burst of autumn color.

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Our favorite part of the fair is always the animals.

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First up were the large horses that pull the fancy wagons.

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We missed the show by 15 minutes which was a shame.

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But as we entered the barn this family was getting undressed.

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It must feel good to have all that removed.

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It weighs a ton.

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We met the family patriarch and it was clear he loves his horses.

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So you know my husband had to start up a half hour conversation.

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I tried to talk him into sitting here while I continued walking around the fair, but he wasn’t amused.

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You know I had to join.

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I was scrolling through my Facebook feed the other day and saw something ridiculous. Or rather, something wonderfully ridiculous as opposed to all the eye rolling ridiculousness FB is flooded with lately.

It was this:

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Being proud of my Scottish roots, I had to investigate the page from whence this jewel came.

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And as you can see, I joined my people.

I mean really…

How could I not?

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I have a feeling I’m going to enjoy this page immensely.

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Lesson learned?

Never trust a wild haggis.

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The last thing is always the hardest.

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The final piece of stone siding on our front porch was installed…

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And after a mere five months, the remodel project was complete.

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Well, almost.

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A new light fixture needed to be hooked up… and because my husband returned the matching stone mounting block I chose, not to mention the color coordinated vinyl siding mounting block I brought home and decided to take the easy way out when it came to cutting the stone…

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Things did not go well.

Have you ever tried to mount a flat light fixture to an anything but flat surface of ledge stone?

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I don’t recommend it.

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And around we go…

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Since the new door was in and trimmed, at least on the outside, it was time to resume stonework.

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I’ll be honest and say the husband really wasn’t looking forward to this part.

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Inside corners are tough to line up properly.

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And we know precision finish work is not his forte.

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But he knocked that small wall out quickly and it looks pretty good, from afar.

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The section that’s really giving him a headache is between the door and the window.

The stone siding sections are 36 inches long…

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So of course the distance between the door and the window is 38 1/4”.

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Not wanting little 2 1/4 pieces and seams running the whole height I asked him to cut the sections different lengths so he could stagger the joins.

This suggestion was not well received.

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Miscellaneous missives.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten was cackling loudly the other day and stalking something through the living room window.

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Closer inspection revealed a line of sparrows…

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Who were no doubt teasing him on purpose.

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I’m going out on a limb here, but this abomination is almost as awful as Spam.

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I tried very hard to talk my husband into throwing this into the truck on a recent trip to Tractor Supply, but at $230 he squawked.

Which is something this chicken clearly isn’t doing anymore.

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His Lordship, surveying his domain.

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Some things are not worth waiting for….

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I realize I haven’t posted many photos of our fall foliage this year.

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The reason being it hasn’t been a very good leaf peeping season.

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Oh, there’s color…

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But by Maine standards it’s been very muted this autumn.

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Too much rain late in the summer and an early mini cold snap that forced the trees to turn too soon could be the reason.

Anyway…

After running a few errands down south, we realized we’d skipped lunch and headed to a very popular Wells restaurant for an early dinner.

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Off season, on a Thursday… and there was a line half an hour before they opened. We weren’t going to wait, but.

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It’s a steakhouse and my husband loves a good steak.

When the doors opened and the mad rush for upstairs dining was in full force, we took the road less traveled and headed for the bar on the first floor.

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This place is impossible to get in during the summer, jam packed every night so we were expecting amazing things.

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My appetizer was not one of them.

Shrimp and crab stuffed mushrooms. Dry uninteresting balls of stuffing they must have waved a crab over and called it good.

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Two overly sweetened cocktails in, my salad was basically a bowl of iceberg lettuce drenched in bottled blue cheese.

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We both ordered the filet mignons, which were decent enough… though nothing to gush over.

Places like this always make me wonder why people are willing to stand on line for basically nothing special.

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Trim and a roof.

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Back at the shed extension project, some trim was added.

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And oddly added at that.

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And even though the third wall/door hadn’t been figured out, work moved to the roof.

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Where my too cheap to buy more husband used part tar paper, part leftover ice and water shield.

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He kills me that way.

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The man thinks nothing of dropping $200 for dinner, but balks at buying a last roll of tar paper or another full piece of wood when leftovers will do.

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Whatever.

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This is where the third wall should go… except the raison d’etre for the extension is rolling the antique carriage under cover so my husband wants to leave it open. I’m lobbying for some type of large door but with the roof angled for rain and the side of the existing building so clearly off square I’m meeting a lot of resistance.

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