.
Baby woodchucks are making their way out from under the man cave/barn.
.
.
And the little scampers are adorable.
.
.
.
I’ve spotted three so far.
.
.
With one little tiny runt.
.
.
Naturally he’s the sweetest and clumsy as all get out.
.
.
.
I just love them.
💕
.
.
It’s that time of year again.
.
.
Frost danger is past and it’s time to plant!
.
.
There are two places I could easily spend an entire paycheck… book stores and nurseries. Which is probably why my husband tends to accelerate when ever we drive by them.
.
.
But this trip I made with a girlfriend and okay, I had to go back for a second cart after I filled the first.
.
.
I really should have bought this shirt….
.
.
But I had to show some restraint.
🤣
.
.
Not content to watch David Attenborough’s new series Prehistoric Planet on my phone I headed out to the barn and began the mind numbing, hair pulling process of setting up Apple TV in the man cave. It took a while to make the connection as our internet service is sketchy at best… but oh, was it worth it.
.
.
The colors, graphics and scenery in this show are stunning …
.
.
And I happily settled in for hours of uninterrupted viewing.
.
.
All Hail Sir David! The passion with which he narrates stirs my very soul. 96 years young and still finding wonder in the natural world. I love him.
.
.
If you’re a dinosaur fan? You really need to watch this show.
.
.
Yes, there are T Rex and Brontosaurs and Triceratops, but it’s the weird and wonderful little known dinos that will steal your heart.
.
.
The giant reptiles really come to life.
.
.
As does our Cretaceous world.
.
.
At times it feels like a sci fi movie….
.
.
And I was loving every minute of it.
.
.
I zipped through part one..
.
.
And was halfway through part two with a big smile on my face when it happened.
.
.
Our *#%”ing internet connection broke and no matter how hard I tried or what I did I couldn’t get it back.
Grrr…
😡
.
.
A project was just finished at Casa River.
.
.
Without a word of nagging or litany of snarky comments from yours truly.
.
.
Yes boys and girls, somewhere in Maine pigs are flying.
.
.
Because the backyard stone wall rebuild is finished… and the only reason I can give is the fact that I blogged about it.
So if you sent positive completion waves and good juju? I thank you.
.
.
As does Lord Dudley for the fresh patch of rolling dirt. And if finishing a project he started in less than a year wasn’t shocking enough?
.
.
I came home a few days later to a freshly laid patch of sod. Which he hasn’t watered once, but hey…. one miracle at a time.
.
.
I received an email the other day telling me my gift subscription to Cosmopolitan would be ending soon and I can’t tell you how pleased I was to hear it. Never has a present been less well received. And while I thanked my friend for the thought, I also made it abundantly clear another year of this trashy rag would not be welcome.
.
.
Be honest men… did you even notice she was wearing a hat?
.
.
Decades of legitimate research? If you say so…
.
.
Even after a solid year of this crap, I’m still surprised this is what passes for a women’s magazine these days.
.
.
Is this even possible?
On second thought, don’t answer. I don’t want to know.
.
.
This entire publication lost me at hello. And in case you’re wondering, no… I don’t read the articles. I just flip through and photograph them for blog fodder. I didn’t meet Kristie and have no intention of ever doing so.
.
.
I’ve never understood why my calendar thinks the animals it features are sad. Weird and quirky beats cute and cuddly any day of the week in my book.
.
.
Resting in clouds sounds pretty effing fabulous to me.
It’s the only bird that is known to intentionally enter into a cloud,” Weimerskirch says. And not just any cloud — a fluffy, white cumulus cloud. Over the ocean, these clouds tend to form in places where warm air rises from the sea surface. The birds hitch a ride on the updraft, all the way up to the top of the cloud.
A veritable frigate bird roller coaster.
.
.
I’m giving this drawing an A- for likeness to the real thing.
.
.
They’re a little off on the tail and overall color, but all things considered it’s pretty damn close.
.
.
And we’re walking….
.
.
Along one of the prettiest stretches of Maine coast.
.
.
Many private homes line the Cliff Walk and while they all have stunning views, I can’t say I’d want a constant throng of tourists marching past my back door every day.
.
.
A quick video to give you a feel for the place.
.
.
When you near the end of the 1.25 mile stroll you enter Perkins Cove.
.
.
Once a thriving artists colony…
.
.
It now houses two waterfront restaurants and a large parking lot.
.
.
We took advantage of the former, Jackie’s Too.
.
.
Our table was perfect.
.
.
The basil lemonade? To die for.
.
.
Unfortunately the chowder was sub par. Creamy and clam filled, but completely bland and flavorless.
.
.
Husband had tiny and completely over cooked soggy mussels while I fought my way through a husk filled Caesar salad with dried out grilled chicken. $112 later we vowed never to return… to eat. The bar had a great view and the cocktail was fabulous.
.
.
Fueled up, we turned around and headed back to the Cliff Walk.
To be continued….
.
.
Because we can all use a little levity.
.
.
Living in the country probably gives me the advantage here, but you never know… some of you have backyard alligators and I can’t top that.
My list of chasers;
A chicken. Don’t laugh, they’re quick and vengeful little buggers.
A billy goat. I barely escaped with my posterior intact… although now that I think of it, a little less of that wouldn’t be a bad thing.
A skunk. Thankfully they don’t have very good eyesight … I lost him behind a shrub.
A mockingbird. Never underestimate the ferocity of this bird. He used to dive bomb our poor cat on a daily basis.
A snapping turtle. Granted I didn’t have to run very fast with this one, but those jaws can snap your finger like a twig.
A bat. Was he actually chasing me? I don’t know, but he was trapped in our house and I didn’t take the time to find out.
And finally, an elk who chased me around our car. I was photographing a herd in the Smoky Mountain National Park from a far off, safe distance when a lone female came up from behind and let her displeasure be known.
.
.
I don’t recommend that experience.
😳
So how about it? Who’s been chasing you….
.
.
This week it’s rhododendrons.
.
.
I’ve planted red and white but for some reason only the pink survives.
.
.
I’d like a little color variation but the bumblebees don’t seem to mind.
.
.
My stone wall bed is looking a little bare. Proof that no matter how many flowers you buy, it’s never enough.
.
.
.
Out back, it’s Japanese iris time.
.
.
They’re such a vibrant color it’s a shame they don’t last longer.
.
.
.
Peonies are budding in the background and will be popping shortly.
😊
.
.
Admit it, you look forward to these.
.
.
And I thought our cat was spoiled. Geesh!
.
.
New Yorkers are an inventive lot and will try to sell you almost anything. A Pier 17 rooftop? Sure, why not….
.
.
I have never in my life wanted to play golf, until now.
.
.
I should. I really should….
And because I’m thoughtful blogger who always thinks of her friends, you can as well.
.
.
.
Cheers!
.
River's world..... 