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Well…
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Not technically.
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My husband won’t let me.
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Momma chuck is in da house.
Tag Archives: nature
A trash panda returns.
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Our raccoon friend is showing up early most every night now.
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Waddling across the back lawn..
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And chowing down.
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I love to watch him. (Her?)
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The deer aren’t as thrilled…
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But I think they’re getting used to him.
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A name might be in order.
Any ideas?
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Foxy lady?
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Temperatures are warming during the day, our grass is finally green and the fox are back.
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I say foxy lady in the title, but to be honest I’m not sure.
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Sexing a fox requires getting up close and personal… and that I can not do.
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But I can watch from afar and take pictures.
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With Lord Dudley Mountcatten on high alert beside me.
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Because male or female, it’s still a canine… and His Lordship is not a fan.
😉
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Table crashers.
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The deer are used to sharing the backyard spread with skunks.
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But lately a trash panda is beating the stinky little critters to the buffet.
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I’m thrilled because while we have nightly raccoons…
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They rarely show up before it’s too dark to get a photo.
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And though I’m tickled with the little masked bandits…
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The deer don’t know what to make of him.
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Especially when raccoon #2 waddles in.
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Proving two raccoons is two too many.
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A few smiles.
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People laugh when I talk about Maine having slightly different seasons than other states … summer, fall, winter and mud.
But it’s true.
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See?
Proof.
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This explains a lot.
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Our nightly skunks are back.
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And looking very well fed.
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Fascinating stuff.
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Photo… because sometimes you simply need pie.
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How awesome is that!
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She’s such a tease.
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The red b*tch is back and driving our boy crazy.
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Running across the deck railing and making Lord Dudley Mountcatten cackle in frustration.
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He was so agitated I had to take him outside for a closer look.
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He tried….
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But she’s just too quick.
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Random nonsense.
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Because they took care of our cat while we were in Newport, I returned the favor and watched our neighbors two cats while they were in California. Upon return she brought us a thank you gift of regional beer.
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But not just any beer.
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Beer with a sense of humor.
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Ah, spring in Maine. It can go from 70 degrees to snow in 24 hours.
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And when the grass starts to green…
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The deer start blowing winter coats.
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They look like scruffy ragamuffins..
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And we find clumps of hair all over the lawn.
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We definitely did not.
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Unfortunate typo aside, I’m going to try this and report back.
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By request…
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A fellow blogger saw a weird news item online and naturally thought of me. I’m not sure that’s a compliment, but if the shoe fits?
Write a post about it.
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No, this isn’t a joke.
It happened.
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Clearly this monkey used to listen to Stephen Stills.
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Admittedly, the deer looks less than thrilled.
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Damn, I hope not.
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There’s riding…
And then there’s riding.
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You’re welcome.
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Because two is always better than one.
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We’ve had a single fox visitor on and off all winter, but the other evening?
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He may have brought his wife.
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Or husband, or brother, or second cousin.
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No matter who the plus one was,…
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He was fit, healthy and beautiful.
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And now there are two.
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Which is twice as much viewing pleasure.
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❤️
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Miscellaneous drivel.
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Cupboards are boring.
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I would.
I really would…
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Beer plus Girl Scout cookies?
I’m in.
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And speaking of beer, we dropped into a new small batch brewery to try a flight recently.
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The beer was quite good. Traditional German style Pilsners, dunkels and gose. Veteran owned and run, so you know my husband found someone to talk to… which made us late for our dinner reservation.
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Our first chuck of the season lost a little fur during hibernation.
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In an odd circular patch.
I was a bit worried…
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But it seems to be growing back nicely.
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I saw this on FB the other day and had to chuckle.
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Then I saw this answer and positively snorted.
JD gets makeup tips from raccoons.
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Yes, my pickle algorithm is alive and well.
Sigh.
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