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Now that the weather is warming and the grass is turning green…
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Our resident woodchucks are showing up more often.
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There’s not much for them to eat yet and since I want them to leave my garden beds alone?
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The buffet is being laid.
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😉
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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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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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It’s hard to tell, but I think Momma Chuck is back.
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I’ve seen two smaller guys around the property the past few weeks, but Momma’s always had a different look.
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And I think this is her.
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If we see babies under the barn next month I’ll know for sure.
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😊
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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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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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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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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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The snow is gone, the grass is starting to green and with the promise of spring…
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Fox.
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Two foxes to be exact. Though they do tend to blend into the background this time of year.
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One under the bird feeders…
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And one hanging out in the back forty.
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We had a mated pair last year which makes me wonder if they’ve returned or thus is a new couple.
💕
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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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