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The snow is getting deeper but our lone little opossum is still visiting.
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When he gets scared or spots us in the window he runs for the woodshed.
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Climbing what must look like Mount Everest to a marsupial.
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He prefers melting snow that reveals grass and a few puddles from which to drink.
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Yes, they’re good to have around.
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And though they’re pretty humble looking creatures…
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We like Percy and wish him the best.
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We have one little opossum on our property.
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During the spring, summer and fall… we occasionally see him at night but never during daylight hours.
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Winters are tough in Maine and with thick snow cover, food is hard to find.
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So now… every once in a while in the late afternoon?
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The little fellow makes his way under our bird feeders for some fallen treats.
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Our house is well insulated and since we replaced all the windows and 3 out of 4 doors, it’s pretty air tight to the winter.
Except here…
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Right over the door to our back deck.
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Where we always have one precariously placed icicle.
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Closing the door too hard can be dangerous.
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We woke up to six inches of new snow in our part of Maine this morning.
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Enough to make everything look fresh…
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Enough so the rhodendrons are wearing white hats.
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Enough so the husband had to shovel his way out to feed the birds.
(He’s started bringing the feeders inside every evening because once the deer eat all their treat, the greedy bastards turn to our feeders and break them all trying to extract the seed)
But as much as I love a fresh snow fall, it was this Facebook story that made me smile the widest.
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Chebeague is an island in Casco Bay.
I lived there for 6 marvelous years during my late adolescence.
My father died and is buried there.
I met and married my husband there when he was home on leave from the Marine Corps.
Accessible only by boat, life there can be tough. But it’s also magical.
So it doesn’t surprise me that this little snowman built near the water…
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Should break free and go on a grand adventure.
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I like to think he’s still out there somewhere ….
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On his way across the Atlantic.
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We’ve been having some pretty spectacular skies lately.
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And I’ve always thought the sunsets over snow really make the colors pop.
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This is our eastern facing backyard so the pretty pink is a reflection of the actually setting out front.
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Less dramatic, more muted.
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But still lovely.
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My day started with a sweet little flower delivery.
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With some gorgeous peach and pink roses.
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The colors were lovely.
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And they were in full bloom.
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42 Valentine’s Days together and he still sends me flowers. I must be doing something right.
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There was also a box of artisan alcoholic truffles.
My husband knows me well.
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Okay, I already ate the Kahlua.
So sue me.
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We went out for a late lunch to the home of the world’s best pork chop we’ve visited before so I’ll spare you another review… other than to say my meal was superb.
PORK TENDERLOIN RISOTTO —
Maine Family Farms roasted pork tenderloin, arborio rice, onion, white wine, cream, thyme, brie, brown sugar peach sauce.
This place knows pork. Yum!
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Next door? An elephant who clearly disregards parking bans.
And finally, in honor of Valentine’s Day.
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Hearts pop up everywhere…
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And it’s just what’s needed to brighten gloomy winter spirits.
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We have a herd every night.
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And they’re always a joy to watch.
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The clunk that makes them scatter in this video was a male cardinal slamming into the glass on our kitchen porch.
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Thankfully he was just dazed and flew off shortly after.
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The harem master.
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Dusted with snow during a storm.
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Sadly the little plum tree we planted two years ago is tasty.
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And loses a lot of lower branches in the winter.
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Fat shaming is wrong.
Even if it’s directed towards those of feline persuasion.
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Poor Fred.
I feel you buddy.
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Since I posted about my knee troubles two weeks ago? I’ve been inundated with ads for bamboo wraps, pain creams and Velcro braces.
But yesterday?
Things went a little south..
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For the record I won’t be wrapping myself in cabbage… no matter how blog worthy the photos might be.
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Our buck, having dinner.
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He still has his rack, which is rather odd.
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But it does make him easier to identify.
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Posted for those who have always wondered.
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After too many awful internet crock pot recipes to count, I finally found a good one. This was easy and quite tasty, though I had to leave out the red pepper flakes for my spice averse spouse. When I make it again I’m going to halve the amount of chicken, once shredded it was a little too meaty for me.
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In case you didn’t realize.
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Sunsets on snow are always pretty…
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But when the sky is on fire?
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Wow.
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It’s almost other worldly.
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A beautiful view out every window.
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Ahh..
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The Northern Lights were visible in my part of the world recently.
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And even though we had a little too much cloud cover to make them spectacular….
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This was only the second time in my life I’ve experienced them so I stood out in the cold in my pajamas taking pictures like a fool anyway.
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Pure magic.
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No matter how faint the glow.
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River's world..... 