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Fall leaves and a follow up.

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Had my first post surgical check up with the orthopedist PA the other day. I haven’t really been getting out much so it was nice to take a drive and peep some of the fading foliage.

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It really is a glorious time of year in Maine.

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The doctor’s office was crowded when we arrived and we had to take a seat in the north forty of the waiting room. So when the PA called my name, I had to walk a good distance. He grinned when I reached him and said, “I guess I don’t have to ask how well you’re doing.”

After a quick exam he gave me the orthopedic stamp of approval and told me to continue doing whatever was I was doing because I was well ahead of schedule.

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I really like this practice. They have a great team. Efficient, professional and personable.

They also have a sense of humor which helps.

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Next appointment is with the surgeon in three weeks.

My scar is below, in case you were wondering how awful it still looks.

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Far from pretty. Still swollen.

But not quite as frightening as it was.

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On our way back home?

A few more pretty trees.

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They’re so fleeting.

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Here one day gone the next.

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Autumn splendor.

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As I said before, the fall color in my area has been less than spectacular this season. Not wanting to miss the full glory of a Maine autumn, we headed north for some serious leaf peeping.

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Ah, that’s better.

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The Carrabassett Valley rarely disappoints.

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I have a friend who hates the fall and sees the changing of the leaves as a sign of death. She says it’s depressing because it means winter is right around the corner.

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Winter is coming, ‘tis true, but the last gasp of nature’s beauty before the temperatures plummet is a show I never want to miss.

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And no, that’s not dirt on my lens, they’re falling leaves.

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To be continued…

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Autumnal blurbs from the Pine Tree State.

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Fall is here and leaves are turning….though the temperatures have crept back up to summer numbers. 82 degrees is not the crisp cool air I love, but in honor of the season I wanted to share a few glimpses around my state. .

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It’s a two hour ride to this farm that takes corn mazes seriously…

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And sadly we’ve never been. Doesn’t stop me from being impressed though.

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Good news … as long as the decorations don’t block the windshield and mirrors? You and your skeletons are fine.

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Amen to that!

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It’s hog time.

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I woke up yesterday morning to fog in our neighbor’s field….

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And the distinct sound of rumbling…. which at this time of year could only mean one thing.

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Fall in the country means bush hogging and as the sun started to break through, the hog was hard at work.

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Our neighbor hires a local man every autumn to knock down the growth in her fields. This is necessary if you want to keep fields from becoming forests and since he’s right next door…. we piggyback on the opportunity and have him do our little parcel of back field as well.

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And as I looked out on our backyard pre hogging, I was pleased to see the maple trees we planted this spring had survived the awful summer drought and were beginning to turn color like their larger neighbors.

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It was touch and go for a while. Maine was hot and dry for months and we’re on a well. I had to stop dragging my 300 feet of hose out there to water them and I feared our nearly $1,000 investment would shrivel up and die. But they seem to have hung on and for that I’m grateful.

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Later on in the day it was our turn.

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And those trees sure do make a dramatic background for hogging.

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Random tidbits.

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We’ve finally received some much needed rain and our lawn has responded accordingly.

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The grass has started to turn green… just in time for it to turn brown in the fall…. and Lord Dudley Mountcatten approves.

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Not that you’d know it by his face.

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And while the grass is busy turning green, my husband is busy turning his rubber truck mat black.

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Back to Black to be precise, which made me start singing AC/DC … and it totally went over my other half’s head.

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Fall is here and cooler temps mean summer flowers are on clearance sale, like these sweet little hibiscus I picked up for the kitchen porch. They won’t last long… but they’re damn sure pretty right now.

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Another reason to love my town. A cart full of free flowers.

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Random tidbits.

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We’ve had some much needed, glorious rain lately and though another leak has sprung in the continuing nightmare that is our roof…. don’t ask, I’m too disgusted to talk about it ….. our once brown lawn is green again.

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With just a hint of leaves starting to turn in the background.

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I’m wondering how vibrant the autumn show will be this year due to the long summer drought. Fingers are crossed.

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So true I had to share.

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Asparamancer?

It’s official, I’ve heard everything now.

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Even trees need a haircut.

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Fall is tree pruning time and since our two mature apples and one small crabapple were in desperate need, we hired a professional arborist.

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That’s him tackling the out of control crabapple.

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And that’s him strapped onto a branch thinning out our (probably 45 year old) Macintosh.

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There were branches everywhere by the end of the day.

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Which made me glad clean up was included in the price.

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Crabapple before, with a 2×4 holding up a broken section.

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Crabapple after. It looks positively naked, but he assured us it would fill back in nicely next spring.

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Mature apples before.

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Mature apple trees after. The lighting is bad, but trust me… they were thinned out considerably and are probably breathing a sigh of relief as we speak.

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The arborist was here for 5 hours and did a wonderful job trimming and cleaning up. He even raked the lawn.

(The pear tree was also pruned, but I forgot to snap pics.)

Cost?

$400…. which I think was very reasonable.

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Happy November

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Temperatures are dropping, as are all the pretty autumn leaves. Late fall is setting in and winter won’t be far behind. Pumpkins will be tossed … but before you do, consider this:

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Critters love pumpkins. And if you aren’t blessed with chickens? Please cut them in half and toss them in your nearest woods. Many creatures can’t cut through the rind, but they love the juicy interior.

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Funny, and very true. I’ve never canned a single thing in my life and don’t intend to start now.

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If you’re tempted to wear these on Thanksgiving? Please… for the love of all that’s holy… post pictures.

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