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Stone garden border project … day 8.

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Another day, another layer of stone.

It’s back breaking work and though I kept offering to help… I got the look and strolled myself back inside the house.

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Every time I thought he was almost finished, I’d check back to find he’d removed what he previously laid and reworked the section.

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And when he knelt inside the border like that?

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It looked like one very expensive sandbox.

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It means boat.

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Bateau – def. a light flat-bottomed riverboat used in eastern and central North America.

A bateau is a boat, but in my neck of the woods? It’s also a brewery.

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Perched on the river in a turn of the century mercantile building, we met the owners recently and had to check it out. And though the outdoor seating had a great view….

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It was hot, so we opted for indoor.

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Which also had a good waterfront view.

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I liked the vibe, and I liked the beer.

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I did not like the fact that my husband and our friend found the strategically placed cribbage board and left me twiddling my thumbs for an hour .

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But I joined the Maine Beer Trail and checked in accordingly.

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And I drank.

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It was called pucking sour… and it was, with cherry and pomegranate undertones.

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Up close and personal.

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The husband came home from the gas station with something cradled in his hands the other day.

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A perfectly dried and preserved Monarch butterfly he found on top of the gas pump.

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Such delicate, beautiful creatures.

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He (she?) will reside on the auxiliary desk in our home office, with the hummingbird nest a girlfriend gave me and the pig made from nut shells I bought in Chinatown when I was a child.

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My respect for Aussie laissez faire grows…

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Australians are the kings and queens of chill.

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A weekend trip to Christmas Island went off the rails as soon as the family started cooking dinner.

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Coconut crabs don’t rate the nickname “robber crabs” for nothing.

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Crabs were climbing up chairs and table legs trying to steal a bite to eat… but did the Aussie family flip out and run for their boat?

No.

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They popped the tops on a few and calmly batted the crabs off their plates.

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Stone garden border project… day 7.

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I’m happy to report it was a dull and uneventful day of stone installation.

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Probably because I stayed in the house. Oh, I was out there bright and early ready to work, but my help was neither needed nor desired.. so I left him to it.

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The border looks great, though it really is a lot smaller than I wanted.

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The perennial bed I had envisioned will have to be dramatically downsized.

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But something is better than nothing and he certainly is doing a good job.

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For the love of all that’s holy… no.

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What the Hell Texas!

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Loyal readers know I dislike dolls. Those dead eyed, soul stealing little human replicants have haunted my dreams for decades. So when I read about the abominations washing up on shore in Texas?

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I cringed.

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Figuratively and literally.

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The thought of casually strolling down the beach and bumping my toe into that makes me want to scream.

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Thirty.

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Of those…. things.

😱

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Thank you John. You’re doing the world a great service.

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Burn them.

Burn them all…..

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News you can’t use.

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Because I live to inform.

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Clearly my ancestral people are not feeding their foxes as well as I do.

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Here’s what she found – the fact that she has entirely too much time on her hands.

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Not exactly what I’d call all natural.

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I hope no one out there is using this poison. It’s a certified cancer causing agent and is some how still being sold in the United States. That fact that Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas was a Monsanto lawyer may have something to do with this.

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