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This week it’s rhododendrons.
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I’ve planted red and white but for some reason only the pink survives.
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I’d like a little color variation but the bumblebees don’t seem to mind.
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My stone wall bed is looking a little bare. Proof that no matter how many flowers you buy, it’s never enough.
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Out back, it’s Japanese iris time.
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They’re such a vibrant color it’s a shame they don’t last longer.
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Peonies are budding in the background and will be popping shortly.
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Admit it, you look forward to these.
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And I thought our cat was spoiled. Geesh!
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New Yorkers are an inventive lot and will try to sell you almost anything. A Pier 17 rooftop? Sure, why not….
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I have never in my life wanted to play golf, until now.
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I should. I really should….
And because I’m thoughtful blogger who always thinks of her friends, you can as well.
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Cheers!
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I read this article today and had to laugh.
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No commentary necessary, just read for yourself.
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🤣🤣🤣
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This is the quintessential Maine coastline for scenic photography….
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And selfies.
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It is also one seriously beautiful stroll.
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With lots of access points to the beach below.
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If you’re willing to take the risk.
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Did I mention there were rocks? Over a mile of glorious rock filled shore.
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And a few weirdos up on the trail.
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This is a wild beach rose, they’re everywhere along the Maine coast and the cliff walk is lined with them. It must be wonderful when they’re in full bloom, but we were a tad early and only saw a few here and there.
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I could have easily plopped myself down on one these benches and spent the entire day.
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The mini lighthouse pops up out of nowhere…
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And the rocks?
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They soothe my soul.
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To be continued…
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Hidden in the lilac bush, an annual spring visitor.
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The brightly colored Baltimore Oriole.
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I make sure to put out the special feeder containing orange halves and grape jelly when I spot my first flash of orange. Keep them happy and they’ll stay about a month before heading farther north.
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Buffet buddies.
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Momma chuck and the mallard pair seem perfectly content to share.
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Even if they do bump into each other on occasion.
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Lord knows the birds drop enough seed, nuts and fruit from the feeders they’ll never run out of snacks.
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Getting my husband to a movie theater is a rarity these days. While I’d be happy to see a weekly film on the big screen my other half complains about the concession prices, the endless pre show commercials and God forbid he doesn’t get to sit in the back row. But last night I convinced him.
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And we saw what might turn out to be the largest grossing movie of all time. I’m not a huge Tom Cruise fan, but if you liked Top Gun you’ll love the sequel. The fighter jet aerial sequences are stunning and the movie does a nice job paying homage to the original. Val Kilmer makes a poignant appearance and the story line of Goose’s resentful son is well played. Granted the new beach football isn’t as good as the volleyball scene from decades past… but not much is. Overall Maverick brings it and even my theater cranky spouse was glad he went.
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Sadly we couldn’t say the same for J. R. Maxwells, the restaurant in Bath where we had dinner afterwards.
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I admit their cocktails were potent AF, one Cosmo and one margarita about did me in.
A loaf of homemade bread was a nice way to start.
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But it went downhill from there.
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My minuscule cup of clam chowder contained roughly 4 spoonfuls and my husband’s French Onion soup was weak and flavorless.
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The salad I didn’t photograph had some decent blue cheese dressing but the pan seared scallop carbonara that sounded wonderful turned out to be an anemic platter of bland goop. I often wonder if we’re too critical when it comes to eating out. We’ve added this place to our won’t ever return list… and that list is getting longer by the day.
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Spring in Maine means apple blossoms.. and my (not so little anymore) favorite tree puts on quite a show.
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The photos don’t do it justice, but trust me this is one gorgeous profusion of blooms.
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And the fragrance?
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Ooh la la!
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Pure heaven.
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Just be careful of the bees. The tree is positively buzzing.
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Make sure it’s the Ogunquit Cliff Walk. There’s no better way to leisurely experience the Maine coast and you’ll get some exercise to boot. A definite win win.
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The 1.25 mile walk starts alongside a waterfront hotel with pristine fencing and gardens.
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Turn the corner, and the Atlantic Ocean beckons.
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Maine isn’t known for large resorts, we’re more of a bed and breakfast state, but the Anchorage By the Sea is well named.
You can’t get much closer to the ocean than that.
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Most of Maine’s beaches are rocky, but Wells… the neighboring town… has plenty of sand.
The Cliff Walk is fully paved and easy to traverse…. and did I mention there are rocks?
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When you marry a billy goat like my husband, rocks are never left unexplored.
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I can’t say enough good things about the beauty of this place and it’s hardly a surprise Ogunquit was an artist colony at the turn of the 20th century.
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Nature is a wonderous thing…. but sometimes she struggles to survive.
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Shame we need to be reminded of that…
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There are numerous memorial benches scattered here and there along the path…
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Perfect spots for quiet reflection and contemplation.
To be continued…
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Our beautiful fox stopped by for a little fallen bird seed snack recently.
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It was early evening …
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So another frequent visitor dropped by as well.
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That’s one brave duck.
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