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It’s been a month.

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And a very challenging month to say the least.

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(Okay, it’s not that bad. But my husband retired December 31rst and won’t see his first monthly pension check until June. Such are the joys of working for the Federal Government.)

As I’ve said before this was a difficult decision for my hardworking spouse. He struggled with it for years and I knew it wouldn’t be an easy transition. What I didn’t know was that I would suddenly be living with a 74 year old toddler who bores easily and must be entertained.

Since Covid ruined our original retire and travel! plans, the husband has been having trouble finding ways to while away the hours. It’s winter in Maine and we are not skiers, snowshoers, or ice hockey enthusiasts. There’s a lot of indoor down time and one can only play so much pool.

On the plus side? My auxiliary desk that has looked like this since he started teleworking two years ago…

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Is now free of post its and back to normal.

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On the down side? My husband has recently been on the phone with coworkers and clients trying to find a way to worm his way back into the aviation industry.

32 days of retirement and he already wants to go back to work.

Sigh.

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It’s a bird! It’s a plane! It’s a waste of taxpayer’s money….

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You might well ask what it is ….

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Because it’s an odd looking duck to say the least.

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Heading out on its maiden voyage from Bath Iron Works recently, the new Zumwalt class of Naval Destroyer chugged down the Kennebeck River two years over due and massively over budget.

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And while that’s nothing new for the department of defense, the fact that this multi billion dollar redesign was such a complete disaster the program had to be scrapped is.

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I don’t begin to understand the massive technological advances this ship claimed to possess, but I do know people who’ve worked on her and they are not impressed.

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I’m no expert, but a neutered destroyer doesn’t sound like a good thing.

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Snow.

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Sometimes it wants to come in the house…

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Sometimes it makes it past the storm door.

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I got a kick out of this picture our neighbor posted of her son wanting to go out the back door yesterday.

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Now that’s a drift!

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Walking out to check on the man cave after the Nor Easter was challenging.

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You had to guess where the steps were.

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Drift crests on every side.

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And the porch furniture didn’t look quite as inviting as before.

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A tunnel dug to make passage less of an aerobic exercise.

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But the best part about snow pictures?

When your husband asks for your phone to take a shot of something fantastic and it comes back with five of these….

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Well, he tried.

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Views from the other side of a Nor Easter….

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We woke up to a slightly different landscape this morning.

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And after a solid day and night of howling winds, it was time to take stock.

And pictures.

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There were some impressive drifts.

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And swirls.

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The backyard had its own mountain range.

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And the front?

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Buried.

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The snowblower had its work cut out for it finding the driveway…

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Did I mention the wind was still blowing?

This didn’t bother Lord Dudley Mountcatten as he was enjoying the early morning sun….

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Though the table drifts did block his bird viewing. It’s rough to be a cat.

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I love my town.

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News from rural Maine…

The Abominable Snowman requires assistance.

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And I don’t know if this is a thing elsewhere, but Mainers save their egg cartons. Even if we don’t have chickens.

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Why do we do this?

Because winters are long, and we can.

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You know it’s officially cold when the ice shacks start appearing on the river.

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Wildlife sightings continue…

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It’s a good thing she got a picture. I wouldn’t have believed her otherwise.

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Cold weather Walkies.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has been missing his outdoor excursions, so my husband bundled up against the chill and took him for a stroll.

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I still can’t get over how ridiculous it looks to “walk” a cat, but I refuse to lose another to the road… so the harness it is.

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At first His Lordship was thrilled and happily pranced hither and fro.

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But after a mere 4 minutes the wind chill had him shivering….

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And (literally) high tailing it back to the house.

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Where it’s warm..

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And mice aren’t so hard to catch.

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Looks like winter is finally here.

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I woke up this morning to an old fashioned winter temperature.

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We haven’t seen this for a while so I can’t say it bothers me. And if it was a little colder like the northern part of our state, I might try this…

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Crazy cold doesn’t begin to describe northern Maine.

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Judging from the weather forecast, things are going to get interesting here on Saturday as well with an old fashioned N’or Easter.

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I say bring it!

I love the big snow dumps and we’re in the 10-20” zone so… yay!

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Two’s company, three’s a crowd.

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Three grey squirrels were braving the elements for a nosh during our last snow storm.

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This fellow was first to the tray feeder, scrambling up the pole and settling in to munch.

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Squirrel number two had a harder time with the slippery pole….

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But after a few comical attempts… made it to the tray of treats.

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Squirrel #1 was not happy to share and a major scuffle broke out, but it was over quickly and a truce was called.

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All was well until squirrel #3 showed up.

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He climbed the pole 4 times and was booted off in no uncertain terms.

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Two is company… and apparently three is one squirrel too many.

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