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Especially when it’s autumn…
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In Maine…
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And you’re a wild blueberry.
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Then?
It’s downright breathtaking.
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Tag Archives: maine
Keeping a (blue) eye on Bambi.
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It’s been fun watching this little fawn grow up.
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Although sadly we’re watching his mother decline at the same time.
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Those blue eyes just slay me.
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Of all the deer we’ve had over the years, this is our first blue eyed visitor.
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Little one stays close to mom.
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Hope she’s around long enough to teach him what he needs to know…
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Are you one of those people?
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You know the ones, they pick up every free paper or publication they see no matter the subject?
Proctologist Monthly?
Yes.
Belt Sander Enthusiast?
Sure.
The Do It Yourself Lobotomy Newsletter?
Why not.
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It probably won’t surprise my regular readers to learn my husband is one of those people.
Free is his favorite word.. which is why he came home with one called the Maine Agricultural News the other day.
My husband, the man who’s never planted anything (other than free trees he lets die) in his life.
Here are a few fascinating highlights:
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Color me proud. My state is one of the top 5 potato chip potato producers.
And lord knows I do my part to keep the Lays company in business.
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The Pomological Society? There’s a sought after membership if ever I saw one.
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For those who don’t know, Maine blueberries are highly prized and big business up this way.
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But thanks to President Trump’s Chinese trade war, among other things… the berry news is decidedly blue.
And finally, disaster.
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Say it isn’t so!
Maine craft brewers have cut back on the production of beer to make hand sanitizer?
Oh, the horror.
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All present and accounted for.
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It’s turkey season.
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And that doesn’t bode well for our fine feathered visitors.
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Momma brought her seven babies for their first nosh under the bird feeders a few months ago…
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And they’re all still with her.
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You go momma.
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They’re comical birds to watch.
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Like big brown chickens who gobble instead of cluck.
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Though her babies are almost full grown, momma is still vigilant…
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And takes off at the slightest perceived threat.
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Picture of pretty backyard trees included… just because I can.
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Random drivel.
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Before walking to the mailbox yesterday, I was unaware a voting report card even existed.
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But huzzah!
I think I got an A.
And if there’s anything better than walking into your local grocery store and finding the Kool Aid man wearing a hat full of handmade hedgehogs?
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I’m sure I don’t know what it is.
Now, I don’t claim to be the brightest bulb in the pack…
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But I’m not so dim that I get easily confused by plaid. (Unless I’m throwing back shots. When that happens, I can barely figure out how to open my purse.)
And finally, Maine.
We rarely make the top of any list unless it’s moose or lobster centric so I was quite pleased to see we were number 2 in the fewest amount of Covid cases from June to mid October.
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In case you don’t see your state, here’s the other half of the list.
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North Dakota is the worst in the nation?
I admit that surprised me.
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A doe-ting mother.
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Here’s our old doe coming out of the woods.
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She’s slow, but still gets around.
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And right behind her?
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Blue eyed Bambi.
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Fatten up little guy/girl.
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Parts of Maine are getting snow today. Winter is coming.
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Still spotted.
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Still a little eerie.
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But definitely different.
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When in doubt, wear red.
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I just realized I haven’t posted a photo of the big barn since the staining and painting were completed.
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Needless to say I’m very pleased.
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The nice thing is, the husband was pleased as well.
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I know this because I overheard him talking to the painter saying he wasn’t sure he would like a red barn and that he’d fought his wife over it… boy did he!… but in the end, even he had to admit it looked great.
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Technically it’s not totally done, as the crew is going to box in the eaves on the overhang. But in Maine, you have to paint until the weather turns, so they’ll be back another day to finish that.
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My porch furniture cushions also need to be recovered in a fabric that doesn’t clash.
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But baby barn approves.
And we have a red and white barn!
Yay.
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I love my town.
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And I love their Facebook group page.
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A moo disorder?
More likely the poster has a Budweiser disorder.
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Okaaaay.
I’m not sure what Doug did to rate a shout out, but I’ll go with it.
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Damn. All I have under my bed is dust bunnies… where’s the fun in that?
Here’s a random photo of ducks that were for sale at our local hardware store. I’m always tempted to bring home a few when the husband sends me up there for screws.
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Now there’s a platform no one can argue with.
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You do, you really do.
Does anyone know where I can score one of those beauties?
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A beautiful time of deer.
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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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Random musings…
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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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