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Project part three… in which I find a yellow submarine.

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Because he loves me.

Or maybe because he doesn’t want to hear me bitch…

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My husband rented a deck sander for a few hours and went to town on the barn porch.

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In the rain.

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Granted it wasn’t the best weather for sanding, but I wasn’t going to complain.

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He thought it might make a difference and help the boards he replaced blend a little better with the existing planks.

It didn’t, but it certainly smoothed things out and prepared the surface for sealant.

I admit I was a little surprised to walk inside the barn and find a previously unknown dining table being used as a work top.

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Clearly someone had been to the recycle center without me.

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I also found this.

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Shame it was in such bad shape.

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A 1969 Yellow Submarine, complete with pop up Beatles.

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Ringo.

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And a very unhappy John.

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The project, and a woodchuck kleptomaniac.

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The barn porch rotted wood replacement project continues.

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Or rather, it continued without me noticing and is now complete.

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(Yes, the left hand post still dips… but that’s a frost heaving, ever shifting Maine ground problem.)

And while my husband used similarly weathered boards…

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They still don’t match the existing and stick out like a sore thumb because he refused to replace the entire length of the boards like I suggested.

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This anomaly doesn’t bother my husband, but will drive me nuts for years to come.

And did you happen to notice anything else amiss on the porch?

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Perhaps the furniture that I had recovered a few years back at a rather large expense?

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A cushion is missing.

As in… gone.

We noticed the other chair cushion had been torn, or more precisely… chewed. And there was stuffing blowing here and there around the bottom of the barn so as crazy as it sounds, we think it was stolen.

By the critters.

Most likely the by Momma chuck who nests and has babies under there every year.

Ordinarily this would piss me off to no end, but I’ve been wanting to replace this set for some time so now seems as good a time as any.

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Eclipsing 2024… with woodchucks.

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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….

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