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Danger, Will Robinson!

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Strolling around the property last week , His Lordship spotted an intruder.

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Lord Dudley is a gentle soul. Mild mannered, sweet and usually quite skittish, but when he spotted the neighbor’s cat Silas?

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Our resident Royal went full blown Jekyll and Hyde and started growling, hissing and screeching.

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He tried to give chase but thankfully his harness did its job and saved me from running for the garden hose and paying a large vet bill.

I doubt Silas will be back after that frosty reception.

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Continuing our walk, I noticed the sedum was thoughtfully color coordinating with the Man Cave/Barn Mahal.

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And some of our backyard trees were putting on an autumn show.

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My two weirdo daisies that only bloom after the first frost were doing their late season thing as well.

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With some very sluggish bees taking final advantage.

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Squirrel gymnastics.

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It’s been squirrel central at Casa River lately.

Our beef feeder pole is out in the open, and with our resident hawk patrolling the skies we usually only have a single squirrel show up to nosh.

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Seven is a record.

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But after something scared the others away one brave little guy took advantage.

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I know people hate squirrels because they eat the bird seed, but we’re equal opportunity feeders here and all critters are welcome.

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I enjoy watching their gymnastic performances.

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Rats with bushy tails?

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Maybe.

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But they’re still sweeties.

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An autumn day.

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A weekend in Maine in the fall calls for a scenic drive to enjoy the glorious foliage, so that’s what we did.

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Stumbling on a covered bridge was a happy surprise.

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On our travels, the husband saw a sign for an antique tractor show and craft fair at a local farm so we detoured there.

Not our best idea.

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Yes, there was a farm.

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And yes there were some old tractors.

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Some in use.

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And while there were two miniature horses…

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And a “dining room” with the worst fried dough I’ve ever had…

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(Hard as a rock, crunchy and tasteless)

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The “craft show” consisted of fresh vegetables, a few tables of American flag boards, patriotic signs and multiple tables of right wing propaganda. There were candidates handing out pamphlets and political ephemera, trying their best to swell the MAGA base.

These are just not our people y’all. And while I respect their right to be there, I have to admit I wasn’t expecting to be arguing about restricting voting rights and ICE roundups at a craft show.

My husband is a veteran of a certain age. He has grey hair and wears a Marine Corps hat. That’s usually all it takes for people to assume he loves the Mango Monarch … which couldn’t be further from the truth.

They kept trying to draw him into discussion but my guy just brushed them off and didn’t engage, other than to make it clear where he stood.

Color me surprised.

We departed soon after and got back on the road…

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Where the husband found a barn sale.

And can you see what’s in his hands?

Another wooden ruler.

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Which called for a cocktail and some nibbles.

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And more scenic beauty.

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Deer me.

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We have a few nice bucks visiting this fall.

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Sometimes with a companion skunk.

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As long as stinky doesn’t get too close the buck doesn’t seem to mind.

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It’s hunting season so I’m always worried about these guys, even though our property and our neighbors is posted.

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A deer’s home range is usually one square mile and while our neighbor’s properties on both sides are 4 times bigger than ours… that still leaves us about 600 acres short of a safe from bullets zone.

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We love our pumpkins.

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Every year the town of Damarriscotta, Maine has a pumpkin festival.

Every year I tell my husband we’re going to attend.

And every year like clockwork?

I forget. And have to enjoy it vicariously through other people’s photos.

So here they are, some of the wonderfully inventive and creative pumpkins I missed.

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Did I mention there’s also a pumpkin regatta where crazy Mainers dress in costumes and try to paddle large hollowed out gourds down the river?

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Yup.

It’s a thing.

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And I missed it.

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Again.

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Trash pandas and friends.

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The skunks beat the fox.

Now the raccoons are beating the skunks.

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It’s first come first serve at River’s critter buffet.

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Though the deer are lucky… as no one else wants their grain.

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Three deer and three raccoons.

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All are welcome.

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But I really enjoy watching these little devils tussle and push each other out of the way for the best spots.

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Cows, wooden hangers and funghi pizza.

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On our way out to lunch the other day my husband saw a yard sale sign and had to follow it for miles and miles… and honestly? Too many miles out of our way.

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Yes we passed cows, which is always nice. But the sale was a disappointing collection of junk no one would want …

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Except my husband who found a box of old wooden hangers.

Can you see my eyes rolling from there?

Hangers in hand, he turned around and headed back towards the restaurant but found a small flea market on the way and had to stop.

I swear… even though we made a nice amount of money at our yard sale this summer? The success of that weekend has rekindled the bargain shopping flame under my spouse that I spent years putting out.

Damn it!

Thankfully he didn’t buy anything worthless there and we did find a wonderful local woodworker who customized a nice multi grain board we’re going to give to our daughter of the heart’s southern husband for Christmas. He fell in love with Maine on his first visit and we constantly promote the idea of them moving here.

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From left to right the woods are:

Red oak, Purple Heart, Hard Maple, Sapelle (mahogany family) and Black Walnut.

After that it’s more of the same mixed and alternating.

When the husband was finally done shopping?

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I needed an apricot sangria.

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We split a big spinach salad with goat cheese, candied walnuts and a lemon poppyseed dressing..

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As well as a fabulous garlic white sauce mushroom and spinach pizza.

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The crust was amazing, and yes we ate it all.

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Exactly!

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