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I know it’s not polite to remark on another woman’s weight gain.
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But our resident Mother Chucker is looking quite…
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Round.
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How she gets that big eating salad all day is beyond me.
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Momma chuck, or Momma Chonk?
Tag Archives: backyard
Raccoons, fungus and hoppity hops.
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Does anyone else remember these?
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We had a slight hill in our backyard when I was growing up and bouncing up and down it on these bad bears was one of my favorite things in the world.
Simple pleasure, simple toy … no computer, keyboard or screen needed.
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I watch The Last of Us.
Sorry Oregon. You had a good run.
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A few raccoon photos.
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Just because they’re cute.
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And abundant lately.
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At this point I think Keith could survive a nuclear blast and the radiated winter that follows.
Like cockroaches, but more fun.
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The day after.
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When the rain ended, I went outside to remove the jerry rigged umbrella shelter my husband had erected for the hummingbirds the day before.
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With a few hungry natives buzzing nearby and telling me to hurry up.
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On closer inspection of the installation?
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I decided to let the husband remove his handiwork later on.
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In the meantime… a gentle breeze was blowing the umbrella and His Lordship was perturbed.
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Seeing the shadow through the blinds he believed we were under attack….
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And was not happy to be excluded.
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Fearing my blinds would be ripped to shreds, I opened one for his viewing pleasure.
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And after seeing his kingdom was safe?
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A nap, in the shade.
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Is it any wonder I love this man?
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It was pouring rain recently and my big tough Marine husband was watching a hummingbird struggle to feed in the downpour.
Though I tried to explain hummingbirds live in tropical rain forests where deluges are common, he said, “These hummers are in Maine. They need help.”
So what did he do?
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He went outside and got drenched…
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In order to rig an umbrella over the feeder.
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As soon as it was installed?
Grateful hummingbirds.
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Of course the wind was blowing and securing it took repeated trips.
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But the little guys loved it.
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With one fellow happily perching there for an hour.
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❤️
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Random blather.
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The following is a sunset over our neighbor’s gigantic greenhouses.
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We’re getting used to them, but that doesn’t mean we’re happy about it.
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Preach.
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May is a beautiful time of year. The grass is green and the birds are orange.
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Baltimore Orioles fly in for about a month on their migration north so I make sure they have ample oranges and grape jelly.
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These are for Mark.
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Because they all feature his favorite fruit.
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The man likes Spam, but not watermelon.
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That’s just wrong.
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Our nightly raccoon .
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My husband had one as a pet when he was a child.
It’s very tempting..
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❤️
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Squirrelly acrobats.
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While the red squirrels are a constant unwelcome chewing, gnawing, destructive menace… our gray visitors provide hours of entertainment.
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I know we’re in the minority here, but we don’t mind squirrels eating from our feeders.
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They’re usually content to perch in the flat ones and happily munch away, but the other day this fellow was determined to get the last few seeds out of the carriage feeder and that proved more challenging.
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Gravity be damned.
And just when he figured it out?
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Squirrel #2 arrived and kicked him off.
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Undeterred… our intrepid acrobat regrouped and moved on to the suet.
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Gray squirrels….
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Ya gotta love them.
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Momma chuck is in da house.
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Well…
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Not technically.
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My husband won’t let me.
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A trash panda returns.
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Our raccoon friend is showing up early most every night now.
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Waddling across the back lawn..
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And chowing down.
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I love to watch him. (Her?)
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The deer aren’t as thrilled…
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But I think they’re getting used to him.
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A name might be in order.
Any ideas?
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Foxy lady?
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Temperatures are warming during the day, our grass is finally green and the fox are back.
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I say foxy lady in the title, but to be honest I’m not sure.
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Sexing a fox requires getting up close and personal… and that I can not do.
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But I can watch from afar and take pictures.
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With Lord Dudley Mountcatten on high alert beside me.
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Because male or female, it’s still a canine… and His Lordship is not a fan.
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Table crashers.
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The deer are used to sharing the backyard spread with skunks.
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But lately a trash panda is beating the stinky little critters to the buffet.
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I’m thrilled because while we have nightly raccoons…
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They rarely show up before it’s too dark to get a photo.
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And though I’m tickled with the little masked bandits…
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The deer don’t know what to make of him.
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Especially when raccoon #2 waddles in.
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Proving two raccoons is two too many.
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