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We have almost 3 acres of carefully tended mown lawn. So naturally when I take Lord Dudley Mountcatten outside, he heads straight for the barren patch of dirt under our bird feeders.
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Yes, the bird viewing is up close and personal there…
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But the main reason is he likes to roll.
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The birds eat there. As do the woodchucks, the raccoons, the ducks, the fox and the deer.
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So many good stinky smells in which to cover himself.
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Sigh.
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Useless:
of no use; not serving the purpose or any purpose; unavailing or futile
That describes my blog perfectly.
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But he had much bigger teeth, that should count for something.
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Clever is in the eye, or ear, nose and throat … of the beholder.
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Hey…
If it’s good enough for Stormy Daniels.
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Poo plumes?
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6 feet away and six feet high?
Only if I eat at Taco Bell.
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I saw one of these ridiculous vehicles at the grocery store the other day and it was just as silly in person as you would expect.
No fingers though, so maybe it was the no frills model.
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The babies are on the move.
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With and without momma chuck.
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They’re mastering eating standing up.
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If they can beat momma to the apples that is.
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Did you know woodchucks can climb trees?
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They also practice on poles.
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Cuteness personified.
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On a beautiful summer day, I like to head for the coast.
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And my coast of choice is usually Boothbay Harbor.
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Traditionally it was a fishing village….
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Now it’s tourist heaven.
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But it’s still beautiful and I still love it.
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The footbridge had a facelift, so we strolled across.
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Boothbay is one of those places you just need to stand still…
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And say ahh….
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It’s quintessentially Maine.
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And even with wind blown hair…
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It makes me smile.
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I put a bowl of grain out every night for the deer.
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But lately someone beats them to it.
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And guards it from marauders.
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Momma Chuck likes the grain as well…
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But isn’t sure what to make of its protector.
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She inched closer.
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But finally gave up and stuck to her own buffet.
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😊
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When my husband first started tearing down the old porch he hoped to save some of the original frame.
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Some of the original wood came off easily, some required gentle coercion.
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I’m not quite sure what went on here…
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When my husband is working a project, I find it safer not to ask.
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New framing meets old.
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In jigsaw like pieces apparently.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has been very curious where all the noise is coming from, so I took him out for a stroll to check the progress.
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Naturally he found the old dryer vent hole and had to investigate.
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Momma Chuck brings the babies out from under the barn every day now.
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When I see them?
I show up with apples…
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The little guys try to talk mom into feeding them.
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But that’s not happening.
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Junior figures it out.
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And munches happily beside his mom.
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If that’s not cute, I don’t know what is.
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Because it might make you smile.
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I’ll start…
Grab your hat pussycat.
Wish me luck Momma Chuck.
Hit the ground basset hound.
Take the bus rhinoceros.
Bake a cake rattlesnake.
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Now you…
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Our rhododendrons finally popped.
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At least on the front side where my husband didn’t butcher them with the shears.
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For a sheer burst of color they’re hard to beat.
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And I’m not the only one who loves them.
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Giant bumblebees swarm ever them all day long…
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And it does my heart good to see their little legs covered in pollen.
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Long live the bees!
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🐝🐝🐝
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Our resident male mallard duck likes the deer grain.
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He really likes it.
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He likes it so much he climbs into the bowl and guards it.
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And quacks loudly if anyone gets near.
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I think he’s pooping in it as well….
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Which would explain why the deer haven’t been eating it lately.
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