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Living in Maine, we often visit our western neighbor. It’s a wonderful state filled with quirky people, cows, natural beauty and maple syrup.
And now?
They have this:
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Bravo Vermont.
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See?
Delightfully quirky.
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Clearly Max needed more cerebral stimulation than he was receiving at home.
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Congratulations Max.
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Pardon me, Dr. Max.
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Once or twice a day I hear scampering.
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And when I do?
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I know where to look.
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Out back on our deck where the chucklets are having fun.
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They run across it, they chase each other…
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But they really like the railings.
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In and out.
Out and in.
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It’s a veritable woodchuck amusement park.
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I get these attaboys from WP every once in a while…
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And it always amazes me I’ve managed to come up with that much drivel. Think how interesting this blog would be if I actually wrote about something worthwhile.
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We saw the boot in downtown Freeport the other day but my husband turned a corner before I could get a picture.. so here’s a stock photo. Yes, it really exists. A giant mobile boot that travels around the country promoting L.L. Beans. Talk about the perfect job.
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I’ll never take the time to make this, but I think you should and report back. It sounds lovely.
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My husband is after me to buy a new car. But Ethel, my beloved loaded 2014 Subaru Forester, is just getting warmed up with 77,777 miles.
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Next up, the reason I will never have dementia.
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I read a book every two days. So according to the author of this study my broken down body will retain a mind sharp enough to catalog the decline.
Yay.
I think….
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Admit it, you’d eat those.
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It’s bad enough I have to battle baby woodchucks stripping my flower gardens bare.
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They’re adorable, but it’s very hard to make them stop nibbling.
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I heard shredding Irish Spring around the plants helps, so I’m all in.
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My other problem this year?
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A mouse.
Who beheaded all my lovely marigolds and dragged the blooms under our shed.
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I didn’t even have a chance to photograph the pretty alternating yellow and orange combination before all I was left with was this…
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Because as soon as the mouse ripped off all the blooms?
The chucks ate 3/4’s of the leaves.
But I fixed them.
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I planted a row of taller crown daisies and no one likes those.
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Still here.
Still useless.
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I’m sorry, but women using their brains more than men isn’t news.
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You know what we found during our home renovations? Rotted wood, dust and a broken pencil.
Boo to that.
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Oh holy hell. Now I have to worry about being attacked by a robotic labradoodle?
Stop the world, I want to get off.
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Have I mentioned how glad I am that gifted Cosmopolitan subscription ran out?
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Take a look around.
It’s not hard to figure out.
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I haven’t written a front porch progress report lately because we had a good bit of rain and a few days of serious yard work that stalled construction temporarily.
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But the husband is back at it… deciding that old warped middle frame board he tried so hard to save needed to be replaced after all.
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New boards …
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New braces…
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He’s making his way down the line.
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And started playing with the new composite decking .
I’m calling it progress.
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Along with all our other wild visitors we have raccoons, but since they arrive at night I’m rarely able to photograph them.
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Until the other evening when a pair showed up before sunset.
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They really are characters.
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Such expressive faces…
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And those dexterous little paws!
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These little fatties shimmy right up the center pole, knock the suet cages to the ground then empty them at their leisure. Those paws can open anything.
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I was hoping they’d do it while I was filming but no such luck. Seeing their big butts hanging upside down eating the orioles grape jelly is a riot.
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Call me crazy, but I say junk food belongs in my stomach not on my face.
Our local drug store disagrees.
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When I think of beauty?
Cheetos aren’t the first thing that comes to mind.
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Ditto that for Doritos.
And if those weren’t odd enough…
I found some potty mouthed tanning products.
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I don’t give my cell phone number to anyone but friends because I refuse to have it flooded with spam. We still have a landline, so I give that number to businesses who require it.
But when my husband ordered the new composite decking for the porch from Lowes and they wanted a phone number? He gave them mine… and for that I will never forgive him.
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He thought it was great my phone kept alerting with texts.
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I did not.
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Did I mention he gave them my iPhone email address too?
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Three messages saying it was great to see us pick up our order.
Three… so far.
I hit stop. And unsubscribe.
I fear drones will be dropping fliers and airplanes will be circling overhead with banner scrolls shortly.
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There’s always one little chucklet that sticks close to mom.
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It might be the runt…
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It might just realize she knows where to find food.
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Either way, momma has a shadow.
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A little mini me chuck.
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