So guess what was delivered today…

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You knew this was coming, right?

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Yes, my husband bought the horse drawn carriage/buckboard/grocery delivery van.

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Whatever you want to call it, it’s old, it’s big and it’s cumbersome.

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He wheeled it behind the shed…

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And realizing no one would see it there…

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Moved it out in front of the barn.

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It’s in remarkably good shape, though the leather seat is quite cracked.

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Fully functionally as it can be… without an actual horse.

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And my husband gets a huge kick out of the tiny tailgate.

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So, yeah.

We own an antique horse drawn vehicle now.

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Polyphemus.. day 3.

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Polly is almost fully cocooned.

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And it looks like we won’t be able to move that piece of stone siding anytime soon .

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Why it picked that particular spot I don’t know, but now I feel responsible and will have to make sure it’s safe.

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The metamorphosis is pretty spectacular.

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And with a six inch wing span, it’s one of the largest we have in Maine.

Though I can’t say I envy it…

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Mother Nature can be harsh.

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Another easy to install part of the project proves to be anything but…

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Since we have to wait for the custom made door to arrive (they said three weeks when we bought it, but now they’re saying five, which probably means six. Sigh.) the stone work had to be paused and we moved on to the oh so easy to install PVC railings and balustrades.

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If nothing else, we’re learning easy is a relative term.

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Numerous pieces and parts.

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Which my husband has the maddening habit of putting on our glass top stove. 😳

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The bottom rail was simple enough, but when it came time for the balustrades?

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Not so much.

Oh, they’re easy enough to seat in the bottom holes, but as soon as you line up a few on the top rail? The rest pop out. It’s not a one person job, so I helped.

Turns out it’s not a two person job either.

Which is when our contractor happened to be driving by and stopped in to say hello.

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Guess what?

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It’s not a three person job either.

No matter how many hands we had holding things in place, the damned things wouldn’t line up properly.

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We twisted, we turned, we finagled to no avail.

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And after an afternoon of frustration?

I’m wondering if we can’t just leave them like this…

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Let’s play.

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Because your brain needs a work out every now and then.

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I figure I would have lasted about an hour and a half, and only if I didn’t leave the cave.

I’m a lot of things, but a survivalist isn’t one of them.

I don’t camp. ( nowhere to plug in my blow dryer )

I can’t make fire. ( without a lighter )

I don’t fish and I don’t hunt. ( unless it’s down a grocery aisle )

Hell, I can’t even tell a good mushroom from a poisonous one. ( though in the late 70’s I discovered a different kind of good ‘shroom 😉 )

Yup, an hour and a half sounds about right.

How about you?

What’s your prehistoric survival time limit…

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No snarky comments necessary, I’m aware humans and dinosaurs didn’t co exist.

Or did they…?

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Wells Harbor.

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We’ve been having some beautiful weather lately so we headed for lunch at the coast.

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Hobbs Harborside in Wells to be precise. A large seafood restaurant with stellar views.

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Shame the food wasn’t as beautiful.

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I ordered a fried shrimp appetizer, which in most places is five or six lightly battered fresh jumbo shrimp. Here? There were probably 30 medium shrimp and they tasted frozen. Blech.

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The husband had lobster stew, which was basically a bowl of meat in a thin, milky broth. It was a lot of lobster, but at $24 per bowl it should be.

Our fish entrees were equally unappetizing and not close to photo worthy. Mine was so dry they had to comp the meal. As you can guess, we’re not in any hurry to rush back to that restaurant.

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But a stroll along the harbor is always worth the trip. That’s the shellfish laboratory.

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Wells is a southern Maine town…

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And with one of the longest stretches of sandy beach in the state, a very popular tourist destination.

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The harbor is on the opposite end and one we prefer.

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It’s a working harbor, with fisherman unloading their catch as well as sightseers.

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The flowering pots of mandevilla are a nice touch.

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And kayakers enjoy the calmer waters near the shore.

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Not sure what this is, but it’s fun.

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Poly – who – mus?

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten was fascinated by something on the front porch the other day.

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Upon further investigation….

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I discovered a Polyphemus caterpillar on a section of our stone siding.

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Strange creatures indeed.

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The close up photos are reminiscent of a Hollywood space alien.

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How cool is that!

It would be nice if he sticks around after his metamorphosis…

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With a six inch wingspan, he’ll be quite impressive.

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When my husband goes vehicle shopping…

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My husband never ceases to make me laugh.. be it intentionally or not.

And since we recently did a good bit of vehicle shopping which resulted in a purchase for me, fair is fair.

So when he came home the other day and told me to get in the car to go look at a vehicle he’d found, I couldn’t complain too loudly.

But I did laugh.

A lot.

You see… the vehicle he wanted you to buy wasn’t at a dealership.

Never was, even when new.

Which turned out to be at least 100 years ago.

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Yes… the vehicle he wanted to buy was antique and horse drawn.

Of course it was.

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A man in the neighboring town had 5 of them for sale and my husband was in heaven.

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Personal carriages, a doctor’s buggy… even a horse drawn hearse.

But it was this one he really loved.

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Part buggy, part pick up truck.

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It even had a tailgate…

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E. A. Coffin, Meats & Groceries, Tel. 72 M was still legible on the back of the seat so we’re guessing it was a kind of horse drawn delivery van.

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My husband.

Ya gotta love him.

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Random rambling.

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The neighbor’s horses are sporting some new footwear.

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And while I know they wear eye protection to give relief from flies…

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The sexy boots are new.

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If ever there was a way to waste perfectly good wine, this is it.

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You have to love a Maine town hall that embraces rubber duckies.

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I don’t drink coffee, but this almost makes we want to start.

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His Lordship has discovered and claimed the bottom shelf of the new coffee table.

It was only a matter of time.

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