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Our Cooper’s hawk was back on the deck railing yesterday and this time he was in full hunting mode.
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The dreaded red squirrel pair were spotted and my fingers were crossed.
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If anyone can rid me of that menace, it’s the hawk.
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On high alert, scouting the bushes where they were hiding.
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The hawk sat there, patiently waiting for movement.
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And then, a strike!
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That sadly came up empty.
Hawk – 0.
Red squirrel demons – 1.
🥺
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Our Coopers Hawk returned yesterday and hung out for almost an hour, which is quite unusual.
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His Lordship was fascinated and kept a close eye on the visitor this time.
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I’m not sure what held this beautiful guy’s attention for so long… but I’m not complaining.
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I enjoyed watching him almost as much as Dudley.
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I spied someone on the deck railing recently, and as you can see… the royal feline was clueless.
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The someone was a juvenile Coopers Hawk.
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There’s good hunting under our bird feeders and this beauty was seriously interested.
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After ten minutes of me taking pictures and saying hey, there’s a big bird outside…
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His Lordship caught on.
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Hullo gawgeous!
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Raptors are fascinating creatures.
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And seeing one this close is a special experience.
❤️
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Someone was enjoying the patio furniture on our deck the other afternoon….
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And it wasn’t me.
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This does not bode well.
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Not well at all.
She looks way too comfortable.
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Momma chuck and her one remaining baby were at the feeding station yesterday and after I took this picture, I realized what else was there.
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Look in the two flat bird feeders.
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Two red b*tches.
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Two!
Batten down the hatches.
That’s double trouble for sure.
😱
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten enjoys licking the cream residue from my husband’s morning coffee and makes no secret of this fact.
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From the moment my spouse pours his first cup, he has a captive audience.
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Since His Lordship doesn’t want the actual coffee, my husband has to drink the first cup more rapidly than he’d like.
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And is stared down with anticipation during the process.
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Cats.
They want what they want.
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After walking around the clam festival for a few hours we were hungry, but not for fried clams. Seems counter intuitive, I know… but the stomach wants what the stomach wants.
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We drove to the next town, Falmouth… and found one of our favorite spots positively deserted.
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Having no problem finding a seat at the bar I sampled a Melano Fizz. This consisted of cucumber-infused vodka, melon liqueur, italicus apertivo, simple syrup, and fresh lime juice.
In a word? Yum.
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My go to appetizer here is the crab arancini.
Husband went with the lobster bisque …
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Which was lovely and loaded with lobster but served in one of those ridiculously small bowls made to look large.
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Toddy number two was the hibiscus berry sangria.
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Nice, but not nearly flavorful enough for me.
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My meal was a wonderful carbonara with fresh pasta and grilled chicken. It was so good I paid no attention to my husband’s meal and failed to photograph it. My bad.
On our drive home?
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Cow!
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Cow, on a rock…
Who didn’t appreciate her meal being interrupted by the paparazzi.
😉
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The hostas by our kitchen landing are having a good year.
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A really good year. Tall and full of pale purple blooms.
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The day lilies that were dug up by our neighbor’s tractor when our water line burst a few years ago have finally come back to life.
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Half are yellow, half are this interesting double ruffle peach and coral.
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Sadly these two by the road are full of weeds..
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But the colors are spectacular.
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In other news… His Lordship almost caught the dreaded red b*tch.
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That rotten red rodent was sitting on the stone wall chattering at him, taunting him … swishing her tail and daring him to lunge.
So he did.
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But sadly, he missed… and she disappeared into the wall.
Almost, Dudley.
Almost.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten heard something in the woodchuck burrow .
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten investigated.
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On the other end of the woodchuck burrow?
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A woodchuck.
Lord Dudley Mountcatten switched sides and waited on that end.
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Which meant a woodchuck popped up on the first side.
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So His Lordship switched sides again and waited.
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And finally, after Lord Dudley’s servant was tired of standing in the heat and about to drag him back in the house….
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Interspecies communication.
Disclaimer – no woodchucks (or cats!) were harmed in the making of this blog.
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This is Lord Dudley Mountcatten surveying his domain.
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Here’s Lord Dudley Mountcatten noticing an interloper in his domain.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten’s reaction was priceless.
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After some closer inspection?
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And a positive baby woodchuck identification…
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten was clueless.
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And looked back at me as if to say, “What am I supposed to do with that?”
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