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We’re doomed.

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As many of you know, we’ve battled a certain red squirrel in the past.

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She’s chewed holes in our barn, our garage and our wood shed.

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She’s gnawed her way into the eaves of our home and given birth to a large brood we physically had to evict. She attacked my husband when he was cleaning gutters and built a nest in his truck engine, destroying wires that required it to be towed to the repair shop. I could go on, but I think you get the gist.

She’s a menace.

So the other day… when I saw she had a friend?

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I was concerned, but before I could fully process the horror? I saw this…

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Four!

There are now four red menaces in residence.

We’re doomed.

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This and that.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has developed a disturbing fondness for Al Roker…

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Should I be worried?

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Has the revolution begun? And why did no one tell me…

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I love Cards Against Humanity and Beth Dutton.

I may have to own this.

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Not my photograph, but it was posted by someone in Maine.

If that squirrel isn’t silently saying ‘hold my beer’ ? I’ll eat my hat.

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Bacon is life.

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Snow days.

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More snow makes for pretty pictures I like to share with all my snowless southern and western friends.

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The shrubbery wear hats.

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And the edge of the driveway hump grows.

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Critter paths are clearly visible.

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And we have no idea who was romping on our deck. Those faded middle tracks are my husband’s, but clearly others followed suit.

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A path to the man cave must be shoveled.

It’s where the beer lives…

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Let there be snow.

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We’ve been having a number of small snow storms lately, 2-3 inches at a time, and thanks to some cold temperatures…

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It finally looks like winter in ye old state of Maine.

I enjoy the change of seasons and while winter can be challenging, it can be beautiful as well.

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Especially when our backyard visitors show up for a nosh.

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We usually see them in the evening, but the other morning these two showed up for breakfast.

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My husband was out front shoveling the driveway…

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And the minute they spotted him?

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Nothing but fluffy white butts.

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😊

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41 and counting…

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The husband and I celebrated a wedding anniversary recently.

This was my Facebook post for the day.

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Sorry, but it’s true. He’s an amazing husband, partner and overall great guy. Generous, strong willed, kind hearted and honest. Is it any wonder I’ve kept him so long?

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A lovely bouquet was delivered that morning…

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And then the happy couple took a drive down the coast for a walk.

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It was a bit brisk, so we didn’t make the whole loop…

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But we ended the day with cocktails and a nice meal.

The blackberry elderflower Prosecco spritz with fresh mint was divine.

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As were my giant crab cakes.

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These sexy swimmers of yesteryear were hanging on the wall to my right, but I only had eyes for my guy.

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Honey balsamic salmon for the husband… the sugar caramelized, but it was perfectly cooked.

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And a fabulous chicken Marsala for moi.

Here’s to another four happy decades.

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