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More random nonsense.

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With Thanksgiving right around the bend, my mind naturally turns to food. Visions of a glistening, perfectly roasted, juicy bird take center stage… and I can guarantee you it’s not this kind.

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A plant based turkey?

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An already stuffed with God knows what plant based turkey?

Not on my holiday table.

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Backyard color.

(Disclaimer-this pic was taken before the N’Or Easter. The wind stripped her bare)

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But yes, the burning bushes are burning.

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I have to ask… wouldn’t duct tape work just as well?

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten doesn’t care.

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I’ve always found this to be true.

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Walking the cat and a demonic barn.

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Harnassing up Lord Dudley Mountcatten and taking him for a walk has become a more frequent activity….

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But it certainly hasn’t gotten any easier.

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I spend most of my time standing still, watching him wait for a mouse.

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But the other day I managed to get him out front and headed toward the barn… until he saw it.

Do you see it?

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On closer inspection the reflection from my glass table seemed possessed…

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And His Lordship was having none of it.

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Random stuff.

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For those of you who haven’t seen the header image on my blog this month…

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Flying woodchuck witches seemed more than appropriate.

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Birds?

Yeah, we got ‘em.

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Flocks of hundreds of starlings that fly in and empty our bird feeders in record time.

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I’m guessing “Your nuts are in this box” is not a package most men expect to receive.

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Can you see the beautiful buck hidden behind the blueberry bushes?

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It seems Lord Dudley Mountcatten has had enough of the glorious fall foliage.

And finally, in honor of Halloween…

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I wish I’d seen this sooner.

It’s a holiday yard decoration I could totally get behind.

🤣

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A little of this and a whole lotta nothing.

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The husband and I reluctantly stopped at a tourist-centric restaurant last week which is something we try hard to avoid. Why do we dislike the tourist places? The seafood is usually sub par, ( it was ) the decor is usually tacky ( plastic lobsters, fake fishing nets) and the menu usually contains pictures they think tourists want to see.

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This is the world’s largest lobster roll, it sells for $100 and if you finish the whole thing by yourself? You’re made a member of the clean plate club. But that picture? Just… no.

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Required photo of Lord Dudley Mountcatten watching a flock of starlings.

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Finally…. An advent calendar I can get behind. Or under as the case may be.

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It poured the other night and as you can see…. the husband’s latest roof repair did not hold up. And if that wasn’t bad enough, my latest patch job turned out to be perfect for funneling water down the wall and creating liquid filled bubbles. This has been going on so long I’m tempted to just wrap the house in plastic and call it good.

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I’ve been known to have an epiphany or two while drinking, but wine that tastes God? That’s a whole other ball of wax.

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Color me surprised. I had absolutely no idea.

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Another one bites the dust.

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His Lordship was on high alert after hearing something in the backyard stone wall.

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Not finding anything, he tried the front lawn stone wall.

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After narrowly missing a chipmunk there….

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He returned to the back lawn stone wall… and waited.

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Patience paid off. He snatched a mouse out of a rock crevice and ran with it to the back door, which was thankfully closed. Rodent death was fairly quick this time around …

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So Dudley got bored with his prize and headed back to the wall. Leaving another fresh carcass for yours truly.

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Is it me?

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Christina’s World is one of Andrew Wyeth’s most famous paintings.

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So surely I can’t be the only one who sees the similarities here….

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Let’s examine the Museum of Modern Art’s description. I’ve circled the pertinent parts for comparison.

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Am I right, or am I right?

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And while Lord Dudley doesn’t have polio like poor Christina, he does share her propensity for crawling…. so I’m calling it.

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