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His patience is running out…

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Shopping for bedroom carpet continues.

And you can tell one of us is not having a good time.

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This is not my fault as I found the perfect carpet on day one… but my husband swore he could find something comparable for less money so we kept shopping.

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This was an interesting display.

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Made even more so by the fact it opened for samples.

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After another whirlwind weekend tour of flooring stores, my husband chose carpets he thought were close to the shade we wanted. Even though I (and numerous salespeople) assured him they weren’t.

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Ironically the two large sample boards he brought home were very close to the price point of my original choice which kind of defeats the purpose… no?

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And since none of them were the right shade (again), my spouse is slowing coming around to the realization he should have just agreed to my selection a few weeks ago and called it a day.

Men.

They always have to do things the hard way.

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Batson River Fish Camp

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After another week of unsatisfactory carpet shopping I had to throw the husband a bone so we headed for the coast.

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Wells is probably the longest stretch of sandy beach in Maine and is overwhelmed with tourists in the summer.

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But on the off season it’s quiet, which is how we like it.

After a stroll, we headed for beer.

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And while we’ve visited other Batson locations, this was our first trip to the laid back Fish Camp version.

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It was more casual than their other locations.

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With an attractive fishing vibe.

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A few raspberry lime sours in…

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I opted for the duck fat cornbread with maple honey bourbon butter.

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Ooh la la! Sheer perfection.

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As was the digital fireplace that didn’t trigger my hot flashes.

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Not sure what they put on top of this outdoor table to hold down the cover…but it looked like a giant wine cork to me.

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And he thought furniture shopping was bad…

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Since my husband balked at the price tag of the carpet I chose and thought it would be easy to find a comparable replacement, we shopped.

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And shopped, and shopped.

And then shopped some more.

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The man had no idea how many different beige carpets existed… and I was determined to show him each and every one.

Textured, tonal, sculptured, Berber.

Wool, nylon, polyester, olefin.

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There was even a line devoted to pet accidents.

But not a single one held a candle to my original choice.

The search continues…

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Can you see him?

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No, it hasn’t snowed again… but I realized I forgot to post these photos after our last storm so bear with me.

Can you see him?

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How about now?

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That’s our resident Coopers Hawk sitting in the apple tree waiting for lunch to fly by.

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The speed at which he snatched a dove out of the air astounded me … as I had my phone camera pointed right at him when it happened and still didn’t manage to catch the shot.

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Here’s a blurry pic of him sitting on top of his lunch for a split second before he flew away to eat in peace.

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April showers result…

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We’ve had nothing but rain and gloomy skies for weeks… so when the sun finally put in an appearance?

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We were rewarded.

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This was a strange rainbow as it was quite low on the horizon…

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But it certainly didn’t dim the beauty.

And since I was standing at the open back door to take pictures, I asked the husband to keep watch over His Lordship so he didn’t slip past me to freedom.

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You can guess how that went.

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Though it did provide me with a nice photo of my two favorite men under a rainbow.

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I think I hear it screaming for a rug.

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Now that I’ve filled the new hutch and dressed the new table, some proper pictures.

The before…

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The after…

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If you’re a wood lover like us, you’d love this table.

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The grain swirls are marvelous.

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I have to admit the custom made Amish hutch turned out a lot darker than I hoped.

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And since the new floor is also darker than I thought it would be…

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I believe a bright new rug is in our future.

Did you notice my prominent placement of the family silver?

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This is going to be an utter nightmare to dust and keep polished, so place your bets on how long I can ( or want ) to keep this look.

The before…

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The after…

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Ceiling, beam, floor, baseboard moulding, back door and dining room furniture replaced… and to think it only took 7 months.

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We’re waiting on the living room furniture delivery now. They promised 6-7 weeks but you know how that goes…

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Only in Maine…

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I love my state for many reasons.

Scenic beauty, fresh seafood and a huge selection of craft breweries to name a few.

But it’s the bizarre and completely quirky things that constantly reaffirm its perfection to me.

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No.

I’m not making this up.

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It positively screams for a meme.

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No doubt.

At least the male dorms…

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Perhaps the word crotch didn’t have the same connotation back then.

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And because I always do my due diligence when blogging about strange things, I punched “Katie’s Crotch Road” into my map app.

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It does indeed exist.

Though my iPhone seems a little puritanical when it comes to spelling.

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Choking the cherry.

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During our last N’or Easter, my poor choke cherry tree took a hit.

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It’s an old ragged tree that was here when we moved in 20 years ago, but the blooms are lovely in the spring and the cherries are bright red in the fall… even if they are inedible.

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With all the rain and melting snow we’ve had, the high wind busted off quite a few limbs.

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So my husband went out to deal with the mess.

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And disturbed a few woodchucks who were sunning themselves on the stone wall in the process.

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It’s been a while since my husband has fired up the chain saw.

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And the fumes were toxic.

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But once the air cleared, my poor tree got a trim.

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And the wood shed got a pile of cherry.

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