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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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There it is…
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Our fully cocooned Polyphemus moth on a piece of stone siding on our not quite finished front porch.
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According to my research, it will hatch in two weeks.
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I’m really hoping it’s a male.
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Because that’s one bad *ss moth!
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You knew this was coming, right?
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Yes, my husband bought the horse drawn carriage/buckboard/grocery delivery van.
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Whatever you want to call it, it’s old, it’s big and it’s cumbersome.
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He wheeled it behind the shed…
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And realizing no one would see it there…
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Moved it out in front of the barn.
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It’s in remarkably good shape, though the leather seat is quite cracked.
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Fully functionally as it can be… without an actual horse.
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And my husband gets a huge kick out of the tiny tailgate.
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So, yeah.
We own an antique horse drawn vehicle now.
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Polly is almost fully cocooned.
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And it looks like we won’t be able to move that piece of stone siding anytime soon .
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Why it picked that particular spot I don’t know, but now I feel responsible and will have to make sure it’s safe.
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The metamorphosis is pretty spectacular.
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And with a six inch wing span, it’s one of the largest we have in Maine.
Though I can’t say I envy it…
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Mother Nature can be harsh.
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More from our harborside stroll.
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The husband, strolling.
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It’s a lovely spot.
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And past the heady days of full summer tourist season, not too crowded.
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A lobster buoy tree.
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Husband, for scale.
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For a better feel, here’s a quick video…
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