It’s a large thing.
And I have no idea how the thing got here.
I didn’t plant the thing, but maybe a woodchuck did.
The thing has started to lean…
And bloom.
Does anyone know what this thing is?
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Perfection in miniature.
Hummingbirds.
More precisely our resident Ruby Throated Hummingbird.
He’s laid claim to the feeder….
And ferociously fights off all the others who attempt to sip.
I’ve tried to get videos of the aerial ballets….
But they’re much too fast for my lame camera equipment.
You wouldn’t think something so tiny would be so fierce.
But even this guy keeps his distance.
Because size doesn’t matter.
Or so I’ve been told.
2020 can bite me.
Just when I think this horrible year can’t get any worse…..
2020 snickers and rubs its hands together in glee.
That’s right, a Great White Shark is in Maine waters and has killed a woman. We used to think this was impossible ….. but it’s 2020.
All bets are off.
Shortly after the tragedy, these pictures were taken off the coast of the Island where I used to lived.
Lunch.
That’s my Island in the background.
*Gulp*
And if Great White shark appearances in Maine aren’t crazy enough?
This happened early Wednesday morning:
It felt like a bomb had exploded in our basement.
And if that’s a 2.2?
I’m never moving to California.
Of course, we’re Mainers.
Tough….
Resilient.
We will rebuild!
Woodchucks vs starlings.
What’s a baby woodchuck to do?
All he wants to do is peacefully munch the bounty thoughtfully provided by that crazy woman in the house.
It’s bad enough his pesky brother shows up….
But then that pesky bird tries to steal his blueberries.
And before you know it…..
The bird calls in reinforcements.
And things go downhill fast.
What’s a woodchuck to do?
I thought we were done!
The baby barn.
It really is the gift that keeps on giving. Like venereal disease, but with splinters.
As you know, the baby barn had a hard packed dirt floor when we remodeled it. It had a hard packed dirt floor when we moved here 18 years ago and it had a hard packed dirt floor when it was originally built sometime in the mid 1970’s …
And for some inexplicable reason, the husband removed some of that hard packed dirt when he was redoing the frame.
So for the last few months there’s been a decided drop off at the far end.
I’ve said repeatedly he needed to back fill that section and level it off, but no.
I walked out there the other day and found him busy with a shovel instead.
Removing 26 years worth of hard packed dirt.
Why?
I’ll let him tell you…
Good grief Charlie Brown!
The man is a sucker for punishment.
22 wheelbarrow loads full of dirt dumped on the outer edges of our property line later….
He had a smooth playing field…. and an aching back.
And I was called in to assist.
We don’t need no stinkin’ downspout!
Or so my husband said when we were redoing the deck railings.
He took the old one down and elected not to put it back up.
Why?
Oh, he mumbled something about tearing down all the old gutters and replacing them, but honestly I think he just didn’t want to mess with it. Which was fine, until rain was in the forecast and I told him it might be a good idea to put it back up.
Life would be so much easier if he listened to me…. but no.
So, it rained.
Not a lot, but enough so we had a torrent of water flooding the garden bed and sloshing mulch and dirt everywhere.
I didn’t say a word… though I might have smirked.
I mean really. How could I not?
So out he went, poor guy.
And naturally the downspout didn’t pop back on as easily as it came off.
Numerous adjustments were made.
With a hammer and some colorful language.
By the time he was done, he was soaked and the spout was screwed. Literally and figuratively…. because he broke a piece and had to Jerry rig it.
Now wouldn’t this have been easier…. not to mention drier…. if he had just listened to me in the first place?
Men.
You never learn.
Because it made me laugh.
So for the past few weeks the half dead mallows that the woodchucks munched to nubs have been soaking up Miracle Grow and sun on my deck table.
They’re coming along, but it’s slow going.
Completely out of reach of little mouths and teeth, they might have a chance.
So when I looked out the window the other day and saw momma woodchuck sniffing around the deck….
Eyeing the plants and poised for action….
I had to laugh.
Stretch all you want.
You and your buck teeth can’t reach them!
Neener, neener.
Spam… glorious spam!
We all get it, but lately?
Mine has taken a turn for the worse.
Like this one:
Spam
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A movie about blow up dates?
Makes me glad all the theaters are closed.
Spam
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Ditto the tv series about the slutty blonde.
Aren’t there enough of those already?
Spam
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No apologies necessary.
Take the offer.
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Wanting my tongue in oral cavity horoscope.
I don’t even know how to respond to this one.
But now I’m wondering if there’s a scope named after whores.
Squirrel invasion.
They’re back.
And they’re everywhere.
Momma red squirrel and her babies.
They’ve grown and are venturing out.
The new wider deck railing is a favorite spot for eating snacks. And while it’s cute, there’s a problem.
Or should I say multiple little problems. Squirrel poo is now dotting the landscape where we enjoy adult beverages.
And this is a new favorite perch.
I did laugh the other day when one of them climbed on the bracket and saw what he thought was a tasty glob of food.
Only to taste it and discover it was Vaseline to keep the ants off the hummingbird feeder.
Take that you tiny poop factory!
Kitchen aerobics.
I’m beginning to get used to having the husband work from home.
Yes, it’s a little annoying trying to tiptoe around the house and be quiet all day long…. but there are distinct advantages.
Advantage #1?
It’s harder for him to avoid the honey do list that’s been growing exponentially since we moved in 18 years ago.
No more long commutes from the office, no more grumpy, tired of fighting I-95 traffic on the way home husband.
When he clocks out? I can grab him.
This week it was for blind installation in the kitchen.
Which in the tight space over the sink wasn’t as easy as it sounds.
He got quite a workout.
Take that Jane Fonda.
As the hours wore on ( what… you thought it would be minutes? ) the brackets wouldn’t mount properly, and when they did, the blinds wouldn’t click into place.
Serious thought went into why they crashed to the ground every time you pulled them down.
Non OSHA approved climbing apparatus was used.
And curtain rod mounts had to be removed, reinstalled, removed, repositioned, removed again and yes, cursed. Repeatedly.
Want to frustrate your husband? Forget withholding sex…. make him hang curtains.
But finally it was done.
They moved up and down and stayed there.
If you’ve never tried this kind of blind, I highly recommend them. They’re attractive and block the hot sun while allowing filtered light to shine through.
And if you need some installed? Let me know.
I’m sure the husband is anxious to do a few more.
