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Not again!

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They say the third time’s a charm, but after two different rammings by passing vehicles that damaged our mailbox and forced my husband to make repairs to the box and the post…. the town snow plow finished the job by completely obliterating our mailbox and sending it sailing into the void on Christmas Eve.

Here’s a picture of the husband valiantly searching for it next to the empty post…

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We had no idea where it was, or how far away it travelled. Which meant another replacement.

This isn’t a fun project even in nice weather, but in deep snow, 7 degree temperatures and a brisk wind?

It’s hellish.

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Especially when you didn’t realize the mounting hardware and post adapter required weren’t included until you started the job.

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Temporary solution?

Bungee cords.

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The day after Christmas my DIY husband decided he could mount the box without the post adapter it needed.

I disagreed vehemently but was ignored…. and out came the sawzall. After removing the offending rear part? He came inside when he realized he’d broken the door off.

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This stupid mailbox cost $100… but the door was only held on by a tiny bit of glue on the little hinge strip seen above.

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We tried every glue we had in the house but nothing held… and since my husband cut a piece of the metal off the back, it’s not like we could return the box to the store.

Solution?

Screw it.

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Literally and figuratively.

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Then file down the pointy screws so the mailman doesn’t slash his wrist open when he delivers mail.

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It’s not pretty, but it works.

Until the next big snow storm.

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Snow! Glorious snow…

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Christmas was quiet here at Casa River…

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But it was also gloriously white.

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And may I just give a shout out to whoever invented snow blowers…

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Best winter device, ever.

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Yardstick deployment #2.

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And while the husband was out blowing snow?

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I was enjoying a good book, a cup of tea and the annual homemade rosemary shortbread gift from our neighbor. Delicious!

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After clearing the driveway, the husband ran out of creamer so we drove to the grocery store.

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It was a beautiful ride…

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Until we cruised around a corner and clipped a hanging power line.

Smack! Right on my side of the windshield of the husband’s new car.

Thankfully, it… and we … and the car…were okay. But I called the power company to report the danger.

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They got right on it, as we saw on our way home.

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Winter driving is beautiful, but it can be hazardous too.

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And then there was snow…

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We woke up Christmas Eve morning to a winter wonderland.

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A deep snow had fallen overnight and I couldn’t have been happier.

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It was the beautiful kind that coats the trees…

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And frosts everything in white.

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It continued for most of the morning.

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Giving us the feeling we live in a snow globe.

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Now this is winter!

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And while my husband went out to shovel a path so he could feed the birds…

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I filled the house with the scent of cinnamon and nutmeg by baking an apple pie.

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We may have scaled back our holiday celebration this year, but it turned out perfectly anyway.

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A front porch picture frame.

😊

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And look! My husband finally put one of those stupid wooden yardsticks he’s always buying to use.

13 inches.

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And as soon as I posted our glorious snow photos on Facebook?

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A memory of a previous Christmas trip popped up.

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Florida holidays are fun…

But they never really feel like Christmas to this Yankee girl.

😉

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Winter is here.

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I love winter.

I love the snow and the quiet beauty of a white frosted landscape.

And thanks to menopausal internal heating, I don’t even mind the cold anymore.

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Though things got a bit extreme earlier this month.

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His Lordship?

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He thinks he likes winter, until his feet hit the snow after our first storm…

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And he makes a beeline back to the kitchen door.

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(Not His Lordship, but it could be)

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Winter makes for some interesting parking mishaps as well, though I have no idea what happened here.

😳

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I think we’ve had more snow this month than we had all last winter.

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Note to readers – this post was scheduled before our recent winter storm. It looks a lot whiter here now, as you’ll see tomorrow.

😊

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A quiet birthday.

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I had a birthday recently.

But now that I’ve entered my 6th decade? I can’t say I celebrate like I used to.

Though my sweet husband tries.

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A lovely flower arrangement was delivered late morning.

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And he insisted on driving an hour and a half north to a restaurant we tried once and liked.

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The place had erected bubble tents for segregated seating during Covid and because they were so popular, they’re still in use.

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Cute… but when it’s 11 degrees and starting to snow?

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I prefer indoor dining.

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My spiced pear cranberry mule?

Perfect. It tasted just like Christmas.

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And though I devoured some excellent crab cakes before I thought to photograph them, I did get a shot of the husband’s

CIDER-BRAISED BUTTERNUT SQUASH SOUP

Cinnamon Crème Fraîche with Crisp Kale…

Just as he ruined the decorative swirl.

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My

CAJUN SHRIMP PASTA

Roasted Sweet Corn, Sweet & Spicy Peppers, Garlic-Parmesan Cream Sauce, Pappardelle Pasta, Micro Cilantro, Lime….

Was spicy and fantastic after I requested they leave off the cilantro.

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The husband chose a

SOLSTICE HALIBUT

Lemon Quinoa, Warm Squash Confit, Heirloom Cherry Tomatoes, Meyer Lemon Marmalade, Beurre Blanc, Pea Tendrils….

Though I have no idea why since he hates quinoa and didn’t eat the tendrils. That left him with a piece of fish and a half a cherry tomato… for $46.

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The sky on the drive home was photo worthy.

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And our backyard buddies greeted us upon return, so I’ll call it a good day.

Even though…

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This and that.

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I love the blues and whites of a winter morning.

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Or at least I did, until yesterday’s rain melted it all.

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I do not love the fact that the New York Times locked me out of the mini crossword and the tiles game I’d been playing for free until I updated my mobile app.

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Boo to that.

On a happier note, there was a new bird sighting at Casa River.

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Not a great picture, but he flew off too quickly for more than one.

Evening Grosbeak.

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This sounds like my perfect retirement plan.

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Sign me up!

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Oh, hell no.

I’ve never fired a gun, but that abomination might make me reach for one.

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This.

This is why I never begrudge our grey squirrels a meal.

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And finally, just in time for Christmas… an epic gingerbread house fail from my pickle algorithm.

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Just….

No.

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Miscellaneous nonsense.

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A portrait of His Royal Highness.

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Cats are such regal creatures.

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I did not know.

And honestly, I wish I still didn’t.

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Sunrise.

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Proof that sometimes it is worth getting up early.

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Quintessential Maine.

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I bought Lord Dudley Mountcatten a fleece pad because he’s always looking for warmth.

He found part of it…

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While antique shopping with the husband recently, I realized our woodchucks are just phoning it in. None of ours bring me flowers.

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Yes.

This (slightly used) stripper pole was for sale.

No.

We didn’t purchase it.

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