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I had a feeling there were baby woodchucks under our barn… and the other day?
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Momma brought one to the buffet.
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An average litter is four, sometimes she has five..
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But there always seems to be one brave little scamper who ventures out first.
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This little guy showed up for carrots by himself yesterday.
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But he doesn’t quite have the standing up/balancing thing under control yet.
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Watch the clip until the end.
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I know it’s not polite to remark on another woman’s weight gain.
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But our resident Mother Chucker is looking quite…
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Round.
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How she gets that big eating salad all day is beyond me.
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It’s been a long cold wet spring and I was beginning to wonder if anything would ever bloom again.
Then…
Bam!
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After a few days of warm sun…
Our apple-less apple tree by the road burst forth with gorgeous white blossoms.
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I wish I could send scent through my blog because it is unbelievably fragrant.
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The birds love it.
The bees love it.
I love it.
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Life is good.
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It was pouring rain recently and my big tough Marine husband was watching a hummingbird struggle to feed in the downpour.
Though I tried to explain hummingbirds live in tropical rain forests where deluges are common, he said, “These hummers are in Maine. They need help.”
So what did he do?
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He went outside and got drenched…
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In order to rig an umbrella over the feeder.
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As soon as it was installed?
Grateful hummingbirds.
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Of course the wind was blowing and securing it took repeated trips.
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But the little guys loved it.
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With one fellow happily perching there for an hour.
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❤️
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The following is a sunset over our neighbor’s gigantic greenhouses.
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We’re getting used to them, but that doesn’t mean we’re happy about it.
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Preach.
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May is a beautiful time of year. The grass is green and the birds are orange.
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Baltimore Orioles fly in for about a month on their migration north so I make sure they have ample oranges and grape jelly.
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These are for Mark.
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Because they all feature his favorite fruit.
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The man likes Spam, but not watermelon.
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That’s just wrong.
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Our nightly raccoon .
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My husband had one as a pet when he was a child.
It’s very tempting..
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❤️
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Well…
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Not technically.
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My husband won’t let me.
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Our raccoon friend is showing up early most every night now.
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Waddling across the back lawn..
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And chowing down.
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I love to watch him. (Her?)
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The deer aren’t as thrilled…
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But I think they’re getting used to him.
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A name might be in order.
Any ideas?
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Temperatures are warming during the day, our grass is finally green and the fox are back.
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I say foxy lady in the title, but to be honest I’m not sure.
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Sexing a fox requires getting up close and personal… and that I can not do.
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But I can watch from afar and take pictures.
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With Lord Dudley Mountcatten on high alert beside me.
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Because male or female, it’s still a canine… and His Lordship is not a fan.
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The deer are used to sharing the backyard spread with skunks.
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But lately a trash panda is beating the stinky little critters to the buffet.
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I’m thrilled because while we have nightly raccoons…
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They rarely show up before it’s too dark to get a photo.
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And though I’m tickled with the little masked bandits…
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The deer don’t know what to make of him.
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Especially when raccoon #2 waddles in.
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Proving two raccoons is two too many.
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Simply because they’re fun.
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Evelyn?
The last Evelyn I knew in Maine died 30 years ago, at the ripe old age of 89.
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To the clearly parched western states, I’m sorry.
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I agree with this 100%.
Maine is full of Frenchmen.
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Maine men seem to be to satisfied with their packages. Southern men, not so much.
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It doesn’t surprise me Maine is on par with California. Our taxes are nuts.
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I can’t believe Maine didn’t vote for Roosevelt!
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I can’t believe Maine voted for Nixon!
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This map is disturbing.
That being said, I’m proud to live in a state who fully supported civil rights.
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