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We have a nice big buck who thankfully survived hunting season this year.
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His rack is a little strange, but he’s a big impressive boy.
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When he comes to feed, his harem backs off.
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And he’ll chase off the youngsters until he eats his fill
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In the deer world, size does matter.
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I love watching our backyard squirrels.
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Like this poor fellow in the middle who was late to the show and missed a spot in the prime feeders.
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He tried to share space in the larger feeder on the left, but was immediately kicked out by his brethren.
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So an attempt was made on the covered feeder at the end.
And may I just say those are some impressive abs? To heck with a six pack, this boy has a 12.
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The lid is solid metal, too heavy for the poor squirrel to shift.
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And the bottom lip way is too small for the squirrel to perch.
A valiant attempt, but he ended up back on the ground scrounging for fallen seed.
Better luck next time little guy.
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Reading, with cat.
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It’s cute, but not always easy.
And speaking of cats…
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I’m wearing my fair share of battle armor myself and should probably eat healthier.
And speaking of eating healthier, I found this recipe…
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A good for you snack.
And speaking of that…
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I never knew this.
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And am glad I’ve only ever fed our squirrels raw nuts.
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And speaking of squirrels…
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They’ve been driving His Lordship crazy.
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Knowing he can’t reach them…
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They’ve been mercilessly cavorting on our deck providing hours of free kitty entertainment… as well as frustration.
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We’ve had some super bright moons this month which makes for better backyard deer photos.
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Until said deer spots you through the window and runs.
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It’s amazing how much they play, running, roughhousing and even kicking each other.
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Maybe it was a full moon influence.
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And no, we don’t live on Tatooine…
It’s just a triple moon reflection on the window.
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Our backyard herd is growing.
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We started with two, then five…
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Now there are ten, sometimes eleven.
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*Note to self- buy more deer grain*
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I love the blues and whites of a winter morning.
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Or at least I did, until yesterday’s rain melted it all.
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I do not love the fact that the New York Times locked me out of the mini crossword and the tiles game I’d been playing for free until I updated my mobile app.
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Boo to that.
On a happier note, there was a new bird sighting at Casa River.
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Not a great picture, but he flew off too quickly for more than one.
Evening Grosbeak.
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This sounds like my perfect retirement plan.
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Sign me up!
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Oh, hell no.
I’ve never fired a gun, but that abomination might make me reach for one.
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This.
This is why I never begrudge our grey squirrels a meal.
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And finally, just in time for Christmas… an epic gingerbread house fail from my pickle algorithm.
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Just….
No.
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It’s that time of year!
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Temperatures have dropped and the ground is covered in snow.
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The deer are back…
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And they’re hungry.
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Such beauties.
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We love them.
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❤️
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The temperatures are dropping in Maine and our backyard visitors are feeling it.
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They’re also probably feeling like they’re being watched…
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Because they are.
Quite regularly.
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I saw this and thought, damn. Our raccoons are total slackers.
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Seriously, all ours do is eat and poo… and occasionally knock over the bird bath.
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We don’t have kids, so I’d better get to work on our trash pandas.
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Sunrise…
With cat.
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Squirrel, defying gravity.
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Yes, you.
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Our one little opossum, who only shows up at night.
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We’ve had a banner crop of grey squirrels this year.
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I know people hate them because they eat the bird seed, but I love watching their acrobatics.
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And they can shimmy up a pole faster than any stripper.
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Our guys are well fed.
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And don’t even bother burying anything for winter.
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We’ve been having some crazy weather lately.
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As you can see from the storm clouds rolling in around our property.
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High winds and rain.
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At times it was downright spooky.
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The next morning?
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Fog.
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Which is always hard to photograph.
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