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Miscellaneous nonsense.

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A visit to the Salvation Army thrift store is always interesting. You never know what you’ll find.

This furniture set had me scratching my head…

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Rocking dining chairs?

That would make eating spaghetti a hazardous experience.

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Harbinger of doom?

Considering the election results, I’d say he’s a little late.

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We still have one tree with turning leaves.

Just one, everything else is bare.

Our Bradford Pear is always the final holdout of the season and never wants to let go.

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Nature is a beautiful thing.

The husband took me to one of our favorite high end artsy fartsy stores the other day because he likes to gauge my reaction to possible birthday and Christmas gifts. Usually jewelry, sometimes lamps or sculpture.

This time?

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It was benches.

Made from ax handles and pitchforks.

Whaaaaat?

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He was totally enamored.

But for a few thousand dollars each I made sure he knew it was a giant no for me.

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Autumn splendor.

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As I said before, the fall color in my area has been less than spectacular this season. Not wanting to miss the full glory of a Maine autumn, we headed north for some serious leaf peeping.

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Ah, that’s better.

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The Carrabassett Valley rarely disappoints.

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I have a friend who hates the fall and sees the changing of the leaves as a sign of death. She says it’s depressing because it means winter is right around the corner.

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Winter is coming, ‘tis true, but the last gasp of nature’s beauty before the temperatures plummet is a show I never want to miss.

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And no, that’s not dirt on my lens, they’re falling leaves.

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To be continued…

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A little bit of controversy, a whole lot of nothing specific.

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Let’s start with some roadside autumn color.

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Is it any wonder this is my favorite time of year?

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Nice try.

My booty does not have a phone.

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I post this for a reason.

Not being a religious person, I take the separation of church and state seriously. In the United States we have the freedom to worship as we choose and I fully support that. If you want to promote bring your Bible to school day at your private Christian academy… fine, please do so. But this announcement was released at a public, tax payer funded school and yes, I have a problem with that.

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That’s pretty much where I am.

I don’t need a supreme being to shame/suggest/command me to do the right thing and help others.

I just do.

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There.

That’s it for my controversial topics. Religion and politics. Checked them both.

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Now, a little of our backyard autumn color.

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And since my husband finished two walls and the roof on the shed extension? Since his new toy is covered and protected from the elements?

He thinks he’s done and hung an old cavas tarp instead of building a door.

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Boy, have I got news for him.

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Greenhouse support hoops are starting to appear across the road.

Our lovely view’s days are numbered.

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But voila!

My husband attached the new light fixture on the front porch properly… and though I was beginning to think it would never happen?

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We are officially calling the remodel complete.

When I have time, I’ll dig out some before and after pics for comparison.

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The biggest and the best.

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I know it’s a little soon after my last series of fair posts, but we hadn’t been to the biggest and best fair in Maine in six years and last week the husband said let’s go.

So we headed west to Fryeburg.

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This was a weird year weather wise, with way too much rain late in the summer so I despaired of finding vibrant fall color.

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Leaves were turning but in muted hues.

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Of course it didn’t help the day we picked to go was gloomy, damp and overcast.

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Still pretty, but not jaw dropping for autumn in Maine.

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Pulling in to the fair grounds parking lot you pass rows and rows ( and rows and rows and rows) of travel trailers occupying every spare inch of ground.

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It’s a virtual RV city and my idea of hell on earth, but to each their own.

Maine doesn’t have an official state fair but Fryeburg is the last of the season, as well as the biggest and the best. Paying our $15 per admission price, we entered the gate by the horses and just missed some live music.

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The band wasn’t there, but the draft horses were and that’s even better.

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Some of these fellas are unbelievably large. I tried taking a selfie behind this guy but he started to back up as I was focusing so I backed up as well. And quite quickly.

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Magic Mike was beautiful…

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As was this dappled grey I would have to name Snowflake.

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For the most part they’re gentle giants but a weeks worth of people gawking and petting would make me want to kick something too.

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The definition of chill?

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Mr. Chunk.

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