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Hullo gawgeous…..

August 8, 2020 Rivergirl 18 Comments

Our buck finally showed up at a light enough hour for me to get some decent photographs.

Yes you, you handsome devil.

And while I love seeing him….

I fully appreciate his wariness and reticence to visit the nightly buffet.

When you’re that handsome you have to be careful.

His rapidly growing rack will make him a prime target of every yahoo with a rifle in a few months.

And the thought of his beautiful head mounted on someone’s wall makes me physically ill.

But for now, he and his family are safe.

And we enjoy our rare sightings.

Even if his rude wife does keep sticking her tongue out at me.

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Odd products.

August 8, 2020 Rivergirl 20 Comments

Because sometimes you have to look twice.

To me, this looks like strips of wet, tie dyed paper and as such… not the least bit appetizing.

Oh, it’s a healthy vegetable?

Well that explains it.

I’ll try it as soon as I finish my pile of kale.

Hundreds of customers are rarely wrong, but while I like a good massage as much as the next girl?

I’m not using something that looks like my great grandfather’s ballsack.

Just…. no.

This last product isn’t necessarily odd, but it did make me wonder.

Have I been using nail polish made from rendered beef fat all these years?

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Brotherhood.

August 7, 2020 Rivergirl 25 Comments

Sometimes it’s a wonderful thing.

Loyalty, fraternity….

Oh come on, you knew this would be about woodchucks not people.

But sometimes….

Siblings squabble.

And boy….

If looks could kill.

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He shouldn’t be happy, but he was.

August 7, 2020 Rivergirl 31 Comments

He shouldn’t be happy we had high winds that brought down part of our choke cherry tree two nights ago.

He shouldn’t be happy.

But you know he was.

Because as soon as the sun came up?

He was out there.

Trimming weight.

Anxious for the fun to begin.

Ready!

You know he’s been itching to cut something down.

So he was one happy camper.

It had to be done, but when he started eyeing the rest of the tree?

I threw myself in front of it to save the poor thing from total annihilation.

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A blue bounty.

August 6, 2020 Rivergirl 26 Comments

We’ve been having an unusually hot dry summer so I was a little worried our blueberry harvest would be small.

But the bushes are positively laden with fruit.

And in some places, look like grapes.

We did our first picking the other day…

And I see pie in our future.

As well as coffee cake, crumble, lemon blueberry pound cake, buckle and muffins.

If we can beat these little bastards to the berries that is.

No one wants pancakes that squirm.

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Random critters.

August 5, 2020 Rivergirl 18 Comments

I was finally able to grab a few pictures of our resident buck.

Which is getting harder to do as the summer wears on.

But this father son shot was pretty sweet.

Junior’s antlers are growing.

And it always makes me wonder what the felt feels like.

Naturally there are woodchuck photos.

And some close ups.

We have one lone chipmunk this year.

And yes, those pesky red squirrel babies are still here.

Using our deck railing as a cafeteria.

As well as a toilet.

Yes, I’m talking to you.

Clearly your mother didn’t tell you not to shit where you eat.

Bad form. Very bad…..

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Apparently, I’m a chain.

August 5, 2020 Rivergirl 22 Comments

I’m loathe to admit it, but the other day?

I Googled the name of my blog to see what would pop up.

Ironically, my blog didn’t… but I discovered something just as interesting.

I’m a chain of stores in Saudi Arabia.

Who knew?

So if you find yourself with extra time on your hands the next time you’re in Riyadh…

Stop by and say hello.

And let me know if it’s worth suing over name rights.

P. S. …. Don’t forget to bring me back a chicken print burka.

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A veritable squirrel pantry…..

August 4, 2020 Rivergirl 41 Comments

I was sitting in the living room reading when movement caught my eye.

On closer inspection:

Knowing this was not going to end well, I went outside to ~~chase the little red bastard~~ investigate.

Momma squirrel was back.

When she saw me, she ran.

And I thought, there.

That was easy.

But she wasn’t running because I’d scared her.

No.

She was just looking for a place to stash the apple chunk she’d stolen from the deer.

I found this piece, and 4 others in various nooks and crannies of the table and chairs.

The next morning? 3 more pieces.

So now, everyday when I go outside?

I have to pull half eaten apple pieces out of our patio furniture before the ants descend.

Good times.

absolutely-not-

I hate that squirrel!

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Pandemic humor…

August 4, 2020 Rivergirl 23 Comments

Because laughter is literally the only medicine.

I haven’t walked into a bar in 142 days.

Let that sink in…. and tell me pigs aren’t flying somewhere.

Correct signage has never been more important.

I’m beginning to notice a trend.

He’s right.

We probably are.

Finally, a way to make men wear masks!

Thank you Katie.

And if all that was too depressing, let me leave you with this…..

You’re welcome.

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And then there was wood.

August 3, 2020 Rivergirl 16 Comments

But you probably guessed that from the first picture.

More specifically it was 16 foot long boards that weighed a ton and had to be dragged out of the big barn and across the lawn with yours truly trying my best not to drop them on her toes.

Of course it would have been too easy if they’d fit in the 16 foot long spaces. Where’s the fun in that? No… each one had to be measured and cut around the wonky interior frame.