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Fall foliage and deer in the backyard.
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It’s a view I never get tired of.
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This is our dark doe. She’s a big girl, and I swear if you put a rack on her she’d easily be a healthy buck.
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The difference between her and our old doe is striking, and sad.
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But to each thing there is a season…
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Telemarketers have gotten clever over the past few years. They spoof actual businesses and use real people’s names with local numbers to trick you into answering.
Last month our caller ID came up with my own name and number. Though why I needed to call myself has yet to be determined.
Last week?
This:
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It’s like they’re not even trying anymore.
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Covid warnings, Maine style.
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Deer and fading backyard foliage, just because.
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Damn.
I knew I shouldn’t have let my National Geographic subscription expire. Slutty ostriches would have been a good read.
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Deep fried pickled asparagus is not my idea of an acceptable appetizer, but they’re very popular at our local pub right now.
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This describes our current weather quite well. Something for everyone.
And finally, fluffle.
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Because we all need a tad more cuteness in our life right about now.
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Some deer and foliage pics…
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Just because.
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Little blue eyed Bambi is a regular now.
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And learning g to pose.
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While mom gobbles up some berries.
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The difference between her and a healthy doe is striking.
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This little buck is hers from last year.
Life goes on…
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I fear for our old, always pregnant, doe.
She had a very late fawn this year and I think it’s taken it’s toll.
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We’ve watch her age and slow down over the past few years, but now?
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The poor girl is skeletal.
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She comes every night for grain and apples, and is now showing up during the day for lunch…. which yes, I provide. She literally just stands there, looking in the window and waiting to be served. How can I not?
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But I think this last Bambi was just too much for her, and I doubt she’ll survive the winter.
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Hopefully blue eyes will continue us to visit after she’s gone.
Life goes on….
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Sometimes you just have to go. Which, when on the road during a global pandemic, can be a challenge.
Yesterday the husband had to physically enter his office for the first time since March to pick up some paperwork, so we took the scenic route which added a half hour to the hour long drive. The sun was shining, the leaves were turning…. life was good. Until those 2 large glasses of iced tea I had with lunch kicked in.
I don’t know what’s it like in your part if the world, but here in Maine a lot of the convenience stores, gas stations and fast food places have closed their rest rooms to customers for fear of spreading the virus.
It took us 4 stops to find a Burger King that welcomed people with full bladders. And by the look of the pictures on the doors? I wasn’t the only one in dire need.
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Mother and Bambi.
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Older and youngest fawns.
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And of course, big daddy.
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Fall, the most dangerous time of year for these guys. The rut drains their energy and saps their strength.
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And then there are all those two legged devils with guns.
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Hang in there fellow.
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Run.
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And hide.
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Have you ever noticed how quickly sunsets change?
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I see a pretty one out the window…
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And by the time I grab my camera it’s almost over. Rather like life….
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Fall came early this year.
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And while I do love the colors, peak foliage came too soon.
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What was supposed to pop in October, popped in September.
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And as much as I’m ready for this year to be over, this is one part I wish would last a little longer.
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Another veggie bonanza.
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Tomatoes, beets, leek, basil, carrots, parsley, squash, radish, chickory, spinach, Korean melon and yes… the dreaded kale.
It’s lovely having fresh organic veggies right out of the ground and buying less at the grocery store’s produce section.
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Tastes like an artichoke. Then why not buy an artichoke? I’m so tired of wannabe food.
Be what you are…. and be happy!
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Burgers are not made from plants! Not in my world anyway. But did you notice the oh so cleverly named Incogmeato only has 32% less fat than the real thing? Where’s the other 68% come from… lard coated arugula?
I’ll pass.
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Right Rice made from vegetables is wrong.
So wrong in fact, check out the bottom left corner of the package. It’s made from chickpeas, peas and.. rice.
Rice made from rice.
What a novel idea.
And then, because I live and shop in Maine? This was also available for purchase:
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A map of mooses.
(Meese?)
Big goofy looking things with horns, often seen in the company of a squirrel.
You can’t miss them.
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We hadn’t seen much of mother red squirrel lately, which after the last pregnant photo I took of her.. was a very good thing.
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But she showed up yesterday…
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Looking kind of rough. Motherhood must be taking its toll this time around.
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Now if only I could coordinate her visits with this new addition to the backyard wildlife sightings….
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He could solve all our squirrel problems in one fell swoop.
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The late season Bambi is back and not looking quite so evil this time.
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Eat up little one, winter is coming and you’ve got a lot of pounds to pack on before the white stuff falls.
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The big buck was here as well.
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As was his son from last year whose felt is starting to shed.
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Hard to believe we still have a spotted fawn this late in the year. Makes me worry.
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Fall is here and with such a terribly dry summer the pickings aren’t good.
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The rut will be here shortly.
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And this guy will be very busy.
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