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The neighbor’s horses are sporting some new footwear.
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And while I know they wear eye protection to give relief from flies…
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The sexy boots are new.
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If ever there was a way to waste perfectly good wine, this is it.
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You have to love a Maine town hall that embraces rubber duckies.
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I don’t drink coffee, but this almost makes we want to start.
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His Lordship has discovered and claimed the bottom shelf of the new coffee table.
It was only a matter of time.
😊
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Yes, Virginia… there is such a thing as too much weed.
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Or in Lord Dudley Mountcatten’s case…
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Catnip.
When under the influence, His Lordship is known for doing some seriously stoned yoga.
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And when he’s had enough exercise?
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This.
😊
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It’s the best kind.
Trust me.
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That’s one way to guarantee a win.
And so very Russian.
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Serves you right for eating the yogurt that was clearly labeled with her name Dave…
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The reason they live longer than the rest of us?
Wombats.
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I have honestly never wanted to take a Hollywood bus tour…
Until now.
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Apparently it can.
Take a walk immediately after eating a big meal and let ‘er rip. Your digestive tract will thank you.
Though the person walking behind you might not.
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There really are some stupid things available for sale these days…. and when I run across them?
I feel it’s my duty to share.
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Speaking as a woman of a certain age who underwent a full abdominal hysterectomy?
I do not feel the need to brightly color my dearly departed uterus today… and I’m guessing I’ll feel the same way tomorrow.
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No, I don’t feel the need to brightly color Jason Momoa and his strategically placed bubbles either.
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What the …
What?
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Now this product ticks me off. It’s a blatant attempt by advertisers to talk you into something you absolutely don’t need.
Start with a shower. Use soap.
Enough said.
Lastly, here’s a product I do need.
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When it was time to polish the silver again, I searched in vain for my tub of old fashioned cream. Not finding it, I rummaged around the cabinet and found these stuck in the back. I don’t remember buying them, but I can guarantee you I will buy them again. .
So quick, so easy.
Granted you use one wipe for each piece of silver but I don’t care. Wipe, rinse, dry and done. No elbow grease required and I was done in half an hour vice three.
I call that a win!
👍
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I’m always up for trying a new brewery so we headed north to Auburn.
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Hop water?
No thank you.
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I suppose the empty tasting room should have been our first clue…
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But the beer list was interesting and we tried a flight.
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Of which we liked exactly none.
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With a giant cat sticker watching us, we tried two more…
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Sadly with the same result.
The beer was so flat, tasteless and uninteresting I ordered a watermelon gimlet instead.
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And though we won’t be back anytime soon for beer, they did make a delicious sandwich.
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Turkey and melted Brie, spinach and red onion, with rosemary and fig aioli on grilled ciabatta.
That alone was worth the visit.
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My husband is still at it.
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Although the final pieces on top of the windows next to the ceiling are giving him serious trouble.
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Overall… this Versetta Stone is easy to work with. It fits well together in random patterns that look good no matter which slabs you marry.
Problems arise when you have to make small precise cuts around things. Like windows, dryer vents and electrical outlets. Then it’s a bit of a nightmare.
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And we haven’t reached the light fixture, door or inside corner yet.
🥴
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Our Cooper’s hawk was back on the deck railing yesterday and this time he was in full hunting mode.
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The dreaded red squirrel pair were spotted and my fingers were crossed.
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If anyone can rid me of that menace, it’s the hawk.
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On high alert, scouting the bushes where they were hiding.
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The hawk sat there, patiently waiting for movement.
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And then, a strike!
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That sadly came up empty.
Hawk – 0.
Red squirrel demons – 1.
🥺
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Because it will make me happy, and I know you live for that.
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My morning starts like this:
Up between 5:00 and 5:30am.
Feed cat. Feed birds. Feed woodchuck.
Cup of tea.
Quick check of online news, email and social media.
Then, my new obsession. The New York Times game app.
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I used to do Wordle when it first came out, but not with any regularity. But since I discovered the free app?
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These brain teasers are how I start my day.
(Except for the Sudoku. I’ve always hated math.)
More games are available if you purchase the full version, but these are enough for me.
So…
How do you start your day?
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Woodpeckers that is.
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There was a nice pileated at our suet nugget feeder out back …
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And another on our choke cherry tree out front at the same time.
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It’s rare enough to see one of these large beauties on the property… no less two.
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Like I say..
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It was a banner day for peckers.
😉
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In case you’ve been wondering how our stone veneer is installed…
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Each piece has a metal flange with holes for screws attached to the top. You stagger the seams and there’s a little cutaway groove in each so they fit snuggly. Which is great…
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Until you reach the top and can’t fit an entire piece.
The flange and a portion of the stone has to be cut away, so how do you attach it?
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Serious thinking and strategizing was required because like most men, my spouse refused to follow the manufacturer’s directions… which called for industrial adhesive.
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I suggested masonry screws and was shot down.
See that piece on the top left?
It’s just wedged in there tightly. No screws, no adhesive. Just a hope and a prayer it doesn’t come loose and whack me on the head.
Wish us luck.
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