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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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The Devil’s shingle and a foliage finale.

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Since we were unable to ride the actual train, we had to check out the little Cog Railway museum while we were there. I won’t drone on about the engineering wonder it was….

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But I will draw your attention to this…

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I simply can not imagine flying down the mountainside on a small piece of wood.

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And trust me, it was small. It’s hard to tell from that picture but look closely and you’ll realize big butt people need not apply.

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Although that dog seems to be enjoying the ride.

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A few more foliage pics from our drive home.

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Bye bye Mountains.

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We certainly enjoyed the show.

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More from the glorious Kanc.

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Part two of Mother Nature’s amazing foliage display along the Kancamagus Highway.

No narrative required.

( And if you’ve never experienced autumn in New England? What the hell are you waiting for! )

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Now tell me your blood pressure didn’t just drop.

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I’ll leaf you to it.

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I’m going to post a collection of photos today. I took them this weekend as we were driving the Kancamagus in New Hampshire.

The Kanc is a 36 mile swath of highway cut right through the White Mountains… and this time of year? It’s beyond stunning.

The pictures speak for themselves, so I’ll be quiet and let you enjoy the splendor that is autumn in New England.

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A side note – We weren’t the only ones enjoying peak foliage season that day. And in all my years of peeping leaves in this area? I’ve never seen so many people line the roads to gawk. At times traffic was at a dead stop.

All Hail Mother Nature!

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And now, experience it in real time.

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To be continued..

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All present and accounted for.

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It’s turkey season.

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And that doesn’t bode well for our fine feathered visitors.

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Momma brought her seven babies for their first nosh under the bird feeders a few months ago…

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And they’re all still with her.

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You go momma.

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They’re comical birds to watch.

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Like big brown chickens who gobble instead of cluck.

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Though her babies are almost full grown, momma is still vigilant…

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And takes off at the slightest perceived threat.

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Picture of pretty backyard trees included… just because I can.

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Random musings…

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Telemarketers have gotten clever over the past few years. They spoof actual businesses and use real people’s names with local numbers to trick you into answering.

Last month our caller ID came up with my own name and number. Though why I needed to call myself has yet to be determined.

Last week?

This:

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It’s like they’re not even trying anymore.

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Covid warnings, Maine style.

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Deer and fading backyard foliage, just because.

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Damn.

I knew I shouldn’t have let my National Geographic subscription expire. Slutty ostriches would have been a good read.

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Deep fried pickled asparagus is not my idea of an acceptable appetizer, but they’re very popular at our local pub right now.

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This describes our current weather quite well. Something for everyone.

And finally, fluffle.

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Because we all need a tad more cuteness in our life right about now.

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