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I have a pretty pink hanging geranium on our back deck.
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I love it, but apparently I’m not the only one.
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Something has been eating the leaves and I finally found the culprit.
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He’s tiny, but is really doing a number to my plant.
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Bizarre, yet beautiful.
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I’m fascinated by these freaky things.
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After a little research… I discovered he’s much prettier in caterpillar form.
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On a beautiful afternoon in Maine there’s nothing I’d rather do than be surrounded by cheese.
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So we headed north to Pittsfield to attend the annual cheese festival.
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Upon entry… and paying the ridiculous fee of $27 per person…we each received a map and a bag.
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The bag was a clever idea. It was insulated and contained a freezer pack, a cold bottle of water and free cheese.
Let the shopping begin!
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And the tasting.
It’s all about the tasting…
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I’m not sure we sampled $54 worth, the pieces were small…. but there were some fantastic varieties.
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Cow!
Or rather, calf.
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This stall was by far the most popular. Every time we walked by the line was insane.
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My husband is not a fan of standing in line.
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After making our way through the cheese, I spotted a beer garden. Upon entry we were carded, given wrist bands to prove we were over 21 and I paid the ridiculous price of $14 for a few tickets.
I say ridiculous because the sample pour cups were like shot glasses.
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That’s $3.50 worth of blueberry ale right there.
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The cups were so small you can hardly see my husbands.
Boo to that.
And btw? The beer garden contained one brewer who had two beers. The rest was hard cider and wine. Talk about false advertising.
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The setting was pretty, right alongside a river.
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And since we had tried everything else, we decided to brave the line for the Fuzzy Udder before we left.
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15 minutes and we’d moved less than an inch.
Needless to say we gave up and called it a day.
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The cheesy goodness that came home with us.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten, caught mid -stalk.
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It’s been an unusually wet summer and while this time of year usually finds our lawn dry and crunchy, the grass is verdant green.
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Which shows off the rainbows to perfection.
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I don’t care if it tastes good, the can alone would make me try it.
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I could never make decent shadow figures when I was young, but I found this recently and wanted to share. The spider looks like a scorpion and the puppy resembles a hippo but they’re still better than I ever managed.
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Mr. Hawk is back and has discovered a power line perch.
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Whether that’s a very brave or very stupid dove has yet to be determined.
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Another rainbow.
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Momma Chuck has left the building and only one of her five offspring is left.
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He shows up every morning and in the early evening for his treats…
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But I have to say…
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He looks a little lonely…
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Poor little guy…
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Installing hanging plant brackets on the new porch posts only meant one thing…
I had to shop for hanging plants.
Which isn’t easy this time of year as decorations turn toward fall. I searched high and low and only found one nursery that had anything pretty left.
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But these half price dragon wing begonias fit the bill nicely.
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Now it’s looking like a porch I can be proud of.
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Even if it’s not quite finished…
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She’s still here.
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That red demon spawn of a rodent…
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And she’s been manically searching for a way in.
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Of course all that scampering about searching for entry is tiring…
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So sometimes, she just chills.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten spotted the red menace on his walk the other day and ran at full speed into the woodshed.
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He climbed up the wood and searched…
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But didn’t come close to catching her.
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He’s just not fast enough for that troublesome witch.
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As previously reported, we now own a vintage buckboard/carriage/old thing.
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It’s prominently placed on the lawn in front of the barn for optimum viewing, because… that was the whole point of buying it.
Right?
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Well, not quite.
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Because every evening about 7:00, my husband pushes it in the shed.
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Every evening, and every time rain is forecast… or the ground is wet, or the wind is blowing or the frog in the field across the street is croaking too loudly.
You get the idea.
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Putting it in the shed is not an easy chore. It’s a really tight fit…
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And something tells me the damn thing is going to spend more time inside than out.
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Our new den furniture has been slated for delivery so it was time to move the old stuff out.
This a weird room in our home as it’s longer than it is wide. It houses our treadmill and a leftover sleeper sofa and recliner from when we were first married… 40 years ago!
It’s old, cat scratched and needed to go.
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Which was easier said than done.
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Ever try to move one of those ancient sleeper sofas?
If not, I don’t recommend it.
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A friend came to help my husband and as soon as they started, it got stuck.
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Heavy? Yes.
Awkward? You betcha!
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Making it down the hall, they tried to pivot into the living room but the sofa said… not so fast boys.
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Up and over was the only way.
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What a nightmare.
(Towel was there so they didn’t scratch the new flooring)
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We were all glad to see this beast make it out the front door….
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And onto my husband’s truck.
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The recliner was easy in comparison.
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Bye bye old…
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Our buddy is back.
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And has taken over the bird feeding station.
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Needless to say the other birds disappeared quickly.
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As did the red menace which is a real shame.
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She’d make a tasty hawk nugget.
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This is a short boring video, but I did catch him flying off so there’s that.
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