Tag Archives: nature

Rude deer and a cute cat.

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A group of deer came up the other morning and since they rarely show in good light I grabbed my phone for a few pictures. If you look closely you’ll see the same doe sticks out her tongue ….

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Twice.

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That’s just rude.

Lord Dudley Mountcatten was completely uninterested in the visiting wildlife and slept soundly on the couch.

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When I die? I totally want to come back as a cat. These creatures never have insomnia.

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He roused for a moment when he heard the click of the camera…

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And then decided nothing the human was doing was worth disturbing his nap.

❤️

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Fuzz…. Part 6.

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Ever wonder why wild creatures are so often run over by cars? The roadkill count in my state is high and I can never figure out why seemingly clever animals always fall victim to large noisy vehicles.

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Mystery solved. Evolution just hasn’t caught up.

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I will now be distributing Cheer detergent to every hunter I know.

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When my husband worked for the Federal Aviation Administration drones were the bane of his existence. I’d love to have one for photography purposes, but his hatred runs deep.

Although this drone?

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Now that’s something special.

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I wonder if it would work for red squirrels…

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Backyard training grounds

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We have a young Coopers hawk who enjoys using our backyard bird feeders as a training ground for hunting. He’s not very adept at capture yet, but he sure does give it the old college try.

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He also drives Lord Dudley Mountcatten completely insane. The poor feline is confused. It’s a bird, so he’s fascinated. But it’s a predator, so he’s scared.

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It’s only a matter of time before blood and feathers will be scattered on the ground.

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And while that’s hard to take….

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Hawks really are beautiful creatures.

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And deserve to eat just like the rest of us.

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More sad animal facts.

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As I said, my crazy calendar hasn’t been nearly crazy enough to suit me, but here are a few more tidbits from March.

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I see nothing wrong with this abnormality. Heck… it would saved me quite a few miserable nights when I was a foolish teenager who over indulged on T J Swan wine.

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Comparison of drawing to actual rabbit?

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They nailed the ears, but otherwise it looks like a bloated tick with whiskers.

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This is very true…. and if I could find my backyard video when I literally bumped into a skunk, I’d prove it. They really do look like little gymnasts when they’re pissed.

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Comparison of drawing to actual skunk?

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The tail is too small, the head is too big and we still have the bloated tick issue.

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Odds and ends.

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While I enjoy a sweet treat as much as the next girl, and am seriously pro dessert…

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The word dump tends to take a little bloom off the rose for me.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten. He tries to hide, but isn’t very good at it.

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A very clever use of faucet handles to be sure. And now that I think about it, a spring flower that even my dastardly woodchucks couldn’t eat.

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Facebook. It’s annoying… but still the best way I know to keep up with old friends. And speaking of old, this was my FB memory from the other day. A photo of me and the hubs in the French Alps many moons ago. Yes, I was rock climbing in flip flops. Oh to be young and stupid again..

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Spring is officially on its way…

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Every morning for the past week I’ve woken up to honking. Not inner city traffic and pissed off commuters, but honking all the same.

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Canada geese are on their way north, and the river behind our house is a veritable goose super highway. No need for an alarm clock when these fellows are overhead…. they’re loud!

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Large groups and small, for the first hour after dawn the sky is full of travelers.

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A raucous and sure sign spring is on the way.

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❤️

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Vermont is still calling.

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Another post about possible Vermont accommodations appeared on my feed today. Clearly, the state misses us.

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And while I love the idea of staying in a romantic little treehouse ….

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I admit the first thing that went through my mind was damn, that’s positively asking for a red squirrel invasion. So, hard pass from me.

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I’d surely have nightmares.

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Vermont is calling.

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There’s a page you can follow on Facebook called “Only In …”. It profiles restaurants, resorts, scenic hikes and fun places to visit in whatever state you choose. I’ve found quite a few hidden treasures in Maine this way… but now Vermont is bootlegging my feed in an attempt to lure us over the border again.

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Hmmm..

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Staying in a Hobbit house sounds interesting, and the view is lovely.

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I wonder if there’s a height limit.

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The herd

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Saturday afternoon, the deer and the snow showed up at the same time.

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Our two little bowls of sweet grain don’t last long with a herd of 13 and there’s always a good deal of jostling for position. This includes outright kicking.

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It’s hard to tell, but our buck has finally lost part of his rack.

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And as the alpha male he usually gets a bowl to himself.

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For your viewing pleasure, deer tv.

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