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Miscellaneous nonsense.

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When I had my knee replacement surgery I didn’t give any thought to saving money on a Halloween costume, but apparently I will.

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Though why anyone would want one of these I don’t know. I have the real thing and trust me, it’s not fun.

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Yes please!

I carefully separate products in our shower. Shampoo is on the left, conditioner on the right. But when my thoughtful husband scrubbed our shower after I came home from the hospital he mixed them all up and I shampooed with conditioner and conditioned with shampoo. A big S and C would have been very helpful.

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I saw this on Facebook and instantly cringed. My late MIL was the queen of ambrosia salad. She brought it to every pot luck and get together … even though no one liked it but her.

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Winter is coming and I’m about as inactive as I’ve ever been.

I feel you bear.

I really do.

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Eerie sky.

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This damn knee replacement recovery is making me miss my favorite time of year. No leaf peeping journeys or hikes for me in 2026.

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And due to a dry summer with some early cold snap nights, the foliage was turning at the end of September.

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A N’Or Easter and a few residual windy days later?

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Took their toll on what was left.

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Things are usually much brighter in our backyard in autumn.

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Wildlife encounters.

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I spotted our resident Cooper’s hawk hanging out under the flowering plum tree the other day.

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It’s close to the bird feeders so you know he was there looking for lunch.

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A few minutes later I spotted the husband taking a picture of something.

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It was a baby red squirrel and it was scared to death.

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Probably of the hawk.

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So scared it clung to the husband’s slipper and had to be pried off and tucked under a shrub for safety.

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Sunrise and sadness.

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We woke up to another glorious sunrise last week.

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But as I was standing on the back deck taking pictures, I noticed something to the left.

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In front of the woodshed.

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We have a few morning skunks nibbling under the bird feeders now and then and they often scurry into the shed if they spot me.

But this one wasn’t scurrying.

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I’m going to issue a warning now.

This poor little guy was dead, and since we love our backyard visitors like family … and I’ve never been close enough to touch a skunk…. I did that morning. I also took pictures, which might be disturbing.

So again, here’s my warning.

Dead animal photos to follow.

Please leave now if you find it distressing.

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Skunks don’t live very long in the wild. On average only two to four years. And since we didn’t see any signs of injury, we’re guessing it was just this sweet little fellow’s time.

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He looked very peaceful. As if he simply laid down and went to sleep.

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I like to think the beautiful sunrise helped him on his way.

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❤️

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Henry the Hawk and a squirrel who knows how to work a pole.

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We have a new backyard visitor who is showing up every day, twice a day.

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He’s a juvenile Coopers Hawk who has discovered our backyard bird feeders.

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We’ve named him Henry and he’s quite content to hang out in the gardens and wait for a meal to fly by.

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He’s young, and his hunting skills need some fine tuning.

Honestly? He misses more often than not.

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But he’s one very chill little dude.

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In other news, we seem to have a squirrel ready for the stripper Olympics.

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I say this because his pole acrobatics are quite impressive.

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That’s a 9.5 right there.

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Eerie skies, a plethora of lobster and how you know you’re getting old.

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Now and then, right before sunset in the summer… we have an eerie backyard light.

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Sadly none of those rain clouds dropped anything on us.

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But they made for pretty pictures.

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Now that is a bowl of lobster stew.

No tiny minced pieces or disappointing puree there. No sir.

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Much as I hate to admit it, I’ve finally reached the age where a new sheet of stamps excites me. I may have oohed when I first saw this one.

Sigh.

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I’d live here anyway, but it’s nice to know we have high rankings.

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This is now a skunk water dish.

Other backyard critters need not apply.

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The husband at a yard sale, or more precisely a barn sale.

The barn was filled with rusty old things and he was in heaven.

See the sign posted on that giant cabbage shredder?

He bought the shredder.

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