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Siblings don’t always get along.
Or so I’ve heard.
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Clearly this goes for baby woodchucks as well as humans.
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Momma Chuck doesn’t intervene.
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And beats feet when things get too rowdy.
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Family squabbles.
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Someone is in desperate need of an 18 hour….
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Poor Momma Chuck has her hands paws full with five babies.
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Teaching them to be self sufficient and take advantage of the daily buffet we lay out is exhausting.
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More often than not she beats them to it and gobbles everything up before they wander over.
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Momma needs nourishment and strength.
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As well as a decent support bra.
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What does she think of the local paparazzi?
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This.
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The fill is full.
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It seems my husband misjudged how much pea gravel he would need.
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4 yards was ordered and roughly two was used.
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The poor man loaded and dumped and spread for days.
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I honestly don’t know where he gets the energy or how he has the stamina at his age.
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I’m 16 years younger and it wears me out just watching.
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Viola!
Level ground… even though it may not look like it in the photo.
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Of course now there’s the question of what to do with the rest of the fill pile that wasn’t needed.
It’s way over here…
So maybe we’ll worry about that tomorrow.
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More baby chucker cuteness.
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Momma Chuck is bringing her young ones out from under the barn on daily foraging trips.
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So naturally I sit on the barn porch and entice them with apple chunks.
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One brave little fella gets closer than the rest.
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He’s so sweet!
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Yes, they’re flower munching machines…
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But they’re also too cute to stay angry at for long.
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Where there’s a will, there’s a jerry rigged way.
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The wheel barrow dumping of fill continues…
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With an extremely unsecured ramp of random wood pieces.
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And as you can see,
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Hedges and rhododendron have been butchered to allow access.
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Sigh.
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The fill is heavy, the boards are narrow.
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And the noise ?
Like fingernails on a chalkboard all day long.
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😳
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Up close baby chucker.
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My first baby chucker count was off by two. There are five baby chuckers and my flower gardens are doomed.
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I try to make friends by sitting on the barn porch and giving them apples.
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I do this so they’ll leave my carefully tended blooms alone.
Sometimes it works, other times I’m left with a bed of bare twigs.
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It seems there’s always one brave little fella in every litter… the one who edges closer and checks me out more thoroughly.
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Yes, they munch my flowers.
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But damn, they’re cute.
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Wheelbarrow brigade.
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My husband had 4 yards of pea gravel delivered. And because he didn’t want to ruin the lawn or the new driveway, it was dropped at the outer reaches of our property.
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Good for the lawn, but bad for his back.
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He built a little ramp.
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And proceeded to haul small loads back and forth…
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All day long.
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Dumping them under the torn off porch…
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To try and level things out.
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It may not look like a long way, but when you’re his age? Trust me, it feels like a mile.
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Wheelbarrow after wheelbarrow.
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Dumped and spread.
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It’s hard to tell in the pictures but the difference in land height from right to left is a foot.
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Here, left to right.
And filling in 12 inches of a 30 foot span?
Is more than a one day job.
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One out of three.
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The husband and I planted three flowering cherry trees last year.
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Two of them were eaten and absolutely destroyed by deer over the winter.
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This one, planted closer to our house survived… even if it is looking a little spindly.
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Babies!
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We had our first baby woodchuck sighting of the season the other day.
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Momma gives birth under the Man Cave/Barn Mahal every year and this summer it looks like three.
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They really are adorable.
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Scampering around trying to convince mom to share her apples.
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I know my flower gardens will suffer.
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But damn, they’re cute.
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And the demolition continues…
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It’s been slow going but the tear down of our old front porch is fully underway.
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All the decking has been removed and even though the posts are not load bearing my husband propped up a temporary support .
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In his typical professional fashion.
Sigh.
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Sure.
That looks stable…
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Lots of rotted wood had to be removed because there was no j channel under the door, or under any of the porch siding.
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He’s trying to keep as much of the old frame as he can. Even if it is a wee bit crooked. Those cement posts are buried 3 feet down and there’s no way we’re moving them.
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Does my husband know what he’s doing?
Not really. Just enough to be dangerous.
That’s what makes it blog worthy.
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