The long awaited solar eclipse was a low key event as Casa River. Yes, we could have driven up north and seen the totality… but the traffic was nuts and the crowds were insane so we settled for 95% on the barn porch.
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I went out half an hour early with a book and a beer.
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I was ready.
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The man cave/Barn Mahal porch proved an excellent viewing platform.
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Though my attempts at photographing the event were less so.
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But it was an awesome sight and we enjoyed the experience.
And while we didn’t have totality darkness, the change in light and temperature was enough to flip out our resident woodchucks who were scurrying all over the place.
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When they see or hear us, they usually hide.
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But not during the eclipse.
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They were looking for shelter and didn’t give us a second thought.
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So how about you?
Did your eclipse viewing include befuddled wildlife….
My husband may not be a mailman, but his version of that age old creed says nothing will come between him and his television. Not even the ripping Maine N’or Easter with 50 mph winds and heavy wet snow that pummeled us yesterday leaving half our state without power.
Thankfully we never lost electricity… but when my spouse lost the satellite signal?
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.