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Gardens Aglow

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The Coastal Maine Botanical Gardens in Boothbay puts on a fantastic Christmas light show every year. We went years ago when they first started and having heard they’d grown bigger and better I decided we needed a return trip.

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Bigger and better? Yes.

More crowded? Hell yeah. Judging from the steady flow of traffic, I think the entire state’s population was there.

The tiny parking lot had multiplied into lettered tiers and the small entry building had morphed into a massive welcome center.

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It was well organized, fully staffed and with advanced ticketing required, had no lines or long waits to enter.

How much bigger was it than our previous visit?

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Enough to require a map bigger.

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In a word?

It was magical…

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I’m not going to write a lot of commentary as it pretty much speaks for itself.

Just walk along with us and enjoy…

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Did I mention there were giant wooden trolls?

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The show only runs Thursday thru Sunday nights in December and has segmented entry hours. You have to reserve your spot weeks in advance as they sell out quickly. This means the weather is a crap shoot. Since it’s been unseasonably warm we weren’t worried…. until we woke up that day to 14 degrees and 35 mph winds.

Yeah, it was frickin’ freezing and we were bundled up like Nanook of the North and walking around with cups of hot chocolate to withstand the cold.

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To be continued…

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Bedroom renovation project part 8…. Getting cold feet.

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I live in Maine.

Today is November 1rst.

We’re still waiting for the oh so special Marvin window reps to grace us with their presence and friends, let me tell you… things are starting to get real up in here.

Last night the temps dropped into the 30’s and the wind blew for hours. And when I say it blew… I mean right into the bedroom through the gaps in the faulty windows that are on either side of our bed.

Cold drafts on my neck? Yes.

High pitched whistling that woke me up at 2:09am? You betcha.

Now I don’t know about you, but I am not my best self at 2:09am. Being a lifelong insomniac means the hours between 1 and 3 are pretty much the only ones I can guarantee to be deeply asleep. So when I have to get up and scramble around the bedroom in the dark looking for something to plug the leaks?

It’s not going to be pretty.

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If you notice anything odd about the picture I took this morning it will be on the right hand side.

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Because at 2:09am in the bedroom in the dark?

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Socks is what I found to plug the drafty whistling windows.

Jesus wept.

This is my life now.

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At daybreak I did manage to rustle up some foam weatherstripping from the utility closet.

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But like every other piece of bad luck I’ve been having, there wasn’t quite enough.

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