Big momma woodchuck is out of hibernation and stuffing her face at a rapid pace.
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I’d thrown out bread for the birds earlier that morning but when I saw her arrive and start munching, I quickly gave her lettuce instead.
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You know, the head of iceberg lettuce my husband brought home from the store after I specifically wrote “green leaf, red leaf, Boston or romaine…. anything but iceberg!” on the grocery list.
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Even as hungry as momma chuck was….
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She left most of the tasteless crunchy white parts.
Our resident fox was here early enough the other night for me to grab a few photographs.
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He’s naturally skittish of human presence so I have to shoot through the window. If I get too close, or move too quickly… he’ll scamper off. And when he’s had enough of the paparazzi disturbing his snack?
This is an aerial shot of my little Maine town and I dare you to say it’s not a beautiful place to live.
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This is Lord Dudley Mountcatten and he’s a bit of a goober.
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He could tuck his tail beside him, or move farther down the window to accommodate its length…. but does he? No.
Because he’s a goober.
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Our neighbor and his two teenage boys came over last weekend and ended up at the man cave pool table. Poor kids, my husband and their father were both telling them how to play and they couldn’t have been more confused.
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Does Lord Dudley need a Princess Leia donut hairdo wig?
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The answer is no.
But his mother is seriously considering the Storm Trooper catnip mice….
When it’s a beautiful summer evening in Maine? You head to the coast for dinner… and since we hadn’t been there in a few years, we drove to Cooks Lobster and Ale House.
In order to get to the Island where it’s located, you drive over the world famous Cribstone Bridge.
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Why do I say world famous? Because it’s literally the only one in the world.
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Built in 1927 of stacked granite blocks held together by gravity alone, the unique design allows high tides and rough seas to pass through freely.
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It’s a marvel of engineering and has had only minor repairs since it’s construction nearly a century ago.
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We tend to take it for granted in these parts but it’s actually a major tourist attraction.
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Of course the beautiful coast of Harpswell and Orrs Island don’t hurt either.
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Quintessential Maine fishing villages. Small, rugged and built to last.
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Onward to the restaurant… past stacks and stacks of lobster traps.