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Baby woodchucks are making their way out from under the man cave/barn.
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And the little scampers are adorable.
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I’ve spotted three so far.
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With one little tiny runt.
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Naturally he’s the sweetest and clumsy as all get out.
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I just love them.
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A project was just finished at Casa River.
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Without a word of nagging or litany of snarky comments from yours truly.
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Yes boys and girls, somewhere in Maine pigs are flying.
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Because the backyard stone wall rebuild is finished… and the only reason I can give is the fact that I blogged about it.
So if you sent positive completion waves and good juju? I thank you.
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As does Lord Dudley for the fresh patch of rolling dirt. And if finishing a project he started in less than a year wasn’t shocking enough?
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I came home a few days later to a freshly laid patch of sod. Which he hasn’t watered once, but hey…. one miracle at a time.
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This week it’s rhododendrons.
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I’ve planted red and white but for some reason only the pink survives.
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I’d like a little color variation but the bumblebees don’t seem to mind.
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My stone wall bed is looking a little bare. Proof that no matter how many flowers you buy, it’s never enough.
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Out back, it’s Japanese iris time.
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They’re such a vibrant color it’s a shame they don’t last longer.
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Peonies are budding in the background and will be popping shortly.
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Hidden in the lilac bush, an annual spring visitor.
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The brightly colored Baltimore Oriole.
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I make sure to put out the special feeder containing orange halves and grape jelly when I spot my first flash of orange. Keep them happy and they’ll stay about a month before heading farther north.
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Buffet buddies.
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Momma chuck and the mallard pair seem perfectly content to share.
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Even if they do bump into each other on occasion.
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Lord knows the birds drop enough seed, nuts and fruit from the feeders they’ll never run out of snacks.
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Our beautiful fox stopped by for a little fallen bird seed snack recently.
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It was early evening …
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So another frequent visitor dropped by as well.
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That’s one brave duck.
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I love this time of year in Maine. It’s warm but not hot, we have ample rain and things are blooming everywhere you look.
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Pansies are always the first things I plant in pots. They’re frost tolerant and because that can still happen at the end of May here … they’re a safe bet.
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Lilacs!
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We have two massive bushes that reach for the sky… taller than our roof. It’s fabulous!
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One white, one dark purple. I wish WordPress had Smell o Vision…. because trust me peeps, it is seriously fragrant up in here.
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I planted my annual marigold rotation in front of the mini barn last week.
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And some color coordinated geraniums next to the bulkhead doors.
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There was a little of both at Chez River recently… but not the kind you might think.
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The blowing was in the form of a new window air conditioner we bought to replace our previous old as dirt unit. $500 and a broken back later it was installed and ready for summer. Someday someone will explain to me why these things have to weigh as much as an African elephant.
While this new a/c is more powerful and quieter than the last, I admit I was not happy with the left handed cord placement. I’m an inveterate cord hider and this monster is one inch too short to plug behind the antique radio to the left and two inches too short to swing around the corner behind the arm chair on the right … so this is the horror I must live with for the next few months.
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Sigh.
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Even Lord Dudley disapproves.
As for the sucking…
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Yesterday morning heralded the arrival of the poop truck.
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And it’s extremely long, highly suspect caca hose.
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The less said about this process the better.
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More butt shots from my ongoing adventures in cat walking.
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There seriously isn’t a bush or plant on the property that he doesn’t have to crawl under.
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And when he can’t find a shrub?
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The weirdo just plonks himself down and stares at the wall.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten enjoys his outdoor time, though he’s still restricted to the leash. Our walking excursions usually consist of me standing and him sitting, but fresh air is fresh air and now that the weather is warming up he’s constantly howling to be taken into the great outdoors. Does he avidly explore his environs?
No…
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He face plants on the lawn and stays that way. His Lordship is an odd bird, what can I say?
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Walking a cat can be challenging, predominately because they don’t actually want to walk.
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They want to crawl under things and sit which leaves me with a plethora of butt shots.
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