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More snow pictures, just because I can.

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We haven’t had a nice base of snow in so long I find myself walking around the property simply to enjoy the glorious whiteness.

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A path was cut to the man cave/Barn Mahal because, well…

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The beer and alcohol live there.

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I need to take his Lordship back outside now that we have some accumulation.

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I love when the snowfall gently envelops the trees. It’s clean… and peaceful.

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When I fail to shovel off the deck after the first storm? I regret it. Because now it’s probably going to stay that way till spring.

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The birds like our deck railing and land in certain spots to eat their seeds even when the railings are covered in snow.

It’s not hard to see which places.

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Digging out.

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Yesterday? A 20 hour snow storm .

Today? We dig out.

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The first path is to rehang the bird feeders so our fine feathered friends can have a nosh.

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Then a bit of shoveling in front of the garage so the husband can access the snow blower.

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A quick 11 inch measurement…

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And then it’s time to blow.

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Two neighbors offered to plow our driveway but the husband is persnickety when it comes to clearing and prefers to do it himself.

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If you’ve ever lived in northern climates you know the end of the driveway after the plow goes by is always the worst.

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This was a pretty snowfall. Light enough to move easily but damp enough to coat the trees.

I love winter!

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But there are perils to the arithmetic when you have three vehicles and a two bay garage.

There’s a car under there…. somewhere.

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A snow covered Lord.

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Since we’ve been having a warm winter and so little snow, Lord Dudley Mountcatten has been enjoying stretching his legs outside. And after a particularly warm spell where I took him for walkies everyday, he’s been antsy for exercise.

Even when it starts to snow.

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Crying and scratching at the door, he talked the husband into harnessing him up and heading out.

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But then? He had second thoughts.

Snow is cold, and more importantly… wet.

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Which is why he hightailed it to the shelter of the woodshed and left the husband out in the storm. Cats are a lot of things, but stupid isn’t one of them.

When the husband had enough and tugged him back out into uncovered territory?

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His Royal Highness beat feet for the back door.

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And assumed the position for a warm rub down and toweling off.

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Then… and now.

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I know some people don’t like them, but I enjoy the memories that pop up on my Facebook feed showing the photos I posted on a particular day 5 or 10 years ago.

Today?

I saw this one from February 2013.

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Then –

The husband walking on the road in front of our house with a high backdrop of snow.

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This morning?

It looks a little different.

It makes me sad that real Maine winter storms seem to be a thing of the past.

😢

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Have you herd…?

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Our backyard has been pretty busy of late.

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And our resident herd of ten are showing up every night.

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They don’t usually visit when it’s still light enough to grab photos, so this was a treat.

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You can have television. I’ll happily sit and watch these beautiful creatures instead.

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The harem master.

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I’m so glad he made it through hunting season unscathed.

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In case you’re wondering why they’re called White Tailed Deer.

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Maine traffic jam.

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In Maine… you never what you’ll find around the next bend in the road.

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Yesterday it was a rather large flock of wild turkeys.

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Who were in absolutely no hurry to move out of my way.

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Since the husband chases every one of their brethren who show up under our bird feeders out of the yard due to prodigious amounts of poo….

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I was happy to stop and watch them amble by.

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