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Oh what a difference a day makes.
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The beginning of green grass and our first chuck sighting of the season.
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The next day?
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It’s back to winter.
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And one very limber local cat.
In other news…
She’s baaaaack.
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It’s the sci fi franchise that just won’t die.
And finally, a little help if you’re planning a vacation.
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Spring is here … though to be honest I’m still waiting for winter. March in Maine used to mean cold and snow but temps have been near 50 most of the month and up until last week’s snow storm we had green grass in places.
Sigh.
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It’s been damp and too warm all winter.
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Though I admit the morning fog is soothing.
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His Lordship?
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Never misses his morning coffee.
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And now that his scratchy post has been returned to its normal living room site…
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All is right with his world.
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I just hope the furniture stores don’t mind a little cat hair on their fabric samples.
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We haven’t had a lot of snow this year.
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Or last year or the year before that unfortunately … so when the pretty white fluffy stuff does fall and stick?
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I wake up early to photograph it in that lovely pinkish blue morning light.
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And while I do enjoy it…
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Our contractor who still has to replace the siding from the bedroom window replacement does not.
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Can’t say I blame him.
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When last I left the bedroom picture window saga, the old had been removed and the new was on its way.
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Carefully, across the ice covered snow.
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This baby was heavy, and awkward to lift as there’s really no place to grab.
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You knew it wouldn’t be easy, right?
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Did I mention it was about 12 degrees that day?
Good times.
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Hallelujah, it was in.
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Secured, insulated and awaiting new trim and sills.
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And speaking of insulation..
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Sometimes the spray foam has a mind of its own.
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A rather disturbing mind as it turns out.
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Or maybe that’s just me.
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The ice was here to stay… so work on the bedroom windows was fraught with slippery hazards.
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After the two small windows were installed our contractor needed another set of hands to help him with the big picture window…. so out went my husband.
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The jerry rigged planking platform was less than ideal.
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And the supports were definitely not OSHA approved.
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Mind you, that’s all ice covered snow.
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*Gulp*
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They did it, so naturally I had to document the event.
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That thing was heavy, and awkward to maneuver.
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I was cringing the whole time… expecting a slip and a crash.
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But it exited without mishap.
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And a giant air conditioned hole was left.
The crazy part of the removal? When they took it out we found this on the sill.
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A handful of screws.
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The old window was sitting right on them. How crazy is that!
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Winter a/c.
You gotta love it.
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If I was a dishonest person, I could get rich doing my husband’s laundry.
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He’s forever leaving things in his pockets.
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I think I need this book.
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I have long suspected my spider plant was in cahoots with my succulents. Maybe now I can prove it.
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Mr. Hawk is back.
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And currently driving His Lordship crazy.
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I’m not sure what makes this French…
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But Martha Stewart assures me it’s a good thing.
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As seen at a local convenience store.
Better than sour balls I assume.
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That sums it up quite nicely I think.
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A Coopers Hawk has discovered our bird feeding station.
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And while I haven’t seen the telltale sign of feathers on the ground…
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It’s only a matter of time before some poor slow moving dove succumbs.
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Birds of prey are glorious creatures and though witnessing an innocent death is never easy, it’s most definitely part of nature’s plan.
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Not the most riveting video, but I’m sharing anyway.
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As you can see we have no snow, but the wind was blowing and the hawk was puffed up against the cold.
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This next photo?
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Mid poop.
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Hawk visitors.
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Another reason I love living in the country.
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In my younger days I was a sun worshiper.
A summer lover. A beach bum who loved nothing more than sultry hot days and long walks on burning white sand.
Now? I like a different kind of white.
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I want cold crisp air and a blanket of snow.
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While most people crave warmth as they age, the older I get the more I look forward to winter.
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It’s beautiful…
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And peaceful.
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I love the gentle colors …
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And the stillness of the season.
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Though we have the occasional opossum in our backyard nibbling at fallen bird seed, I’ve never given them much consideration as a pet….
Until now.
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Damn you Facebook for having an opossum lovers page and making me want to adopt one.
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Now I want to give an opossum a bath…
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And dress him for the holidays.
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I even want to put one in a box.
And give him a manicure.
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It wasn’t for me as I spent a miserable night wide awake and trying to get comfortable with sciatic pain.
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I’m never sure how I tweak that particular nerve, but boy it lets me know when I do.
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Rolling out of bed this morning was a slow painful process…
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But I definitely had a gorgeous view.
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I’m off to sit on an ice pack and crunch some Tylenol.
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Hope your day is starting a little better.
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