Sunrises out your back door and sunsets like this out your front.
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We tried a new pub recently.
Front Street Tavern and Grill in historic downtown Bath, Maine.
The building was old but lovingly restored with lots of exposed brick.
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The garlic Parmesan wings were so good we had to order two batches.
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And sometimes you just have to go for the tots with your turkey club.
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Sadly the menu was a bit too “pub food” heavy for my full meal wanting husband so I doubt it will be on our regulars list, but they made a nice raspberry margarita and I’d recommend it for lunch.
We have a lot of interesting backyard visitors at Casa River.
Some are regulars… deer, skunk, fox, raccoons, woodchucks… some show up less frequently … owls, ducks, woodcock, porcupine, ring necked pheasant,
But last week?
Even we were surprised to see who was hanging out by the bird feeders.
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At first we thought it was the neighbor’s cat Silas who drops by now and then. But on closer inspection?
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We realized this was a different type of kitty altogether.
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A bobcat!
He was beautiful. And we were thrilled.
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In 22 years of residence, this was our first encounter.
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Stocky, with big paws, pointed ear tufts and a stubby tail.
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He was a gorgeous wild boy.
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And yes, our domesticated feline was on high alert.
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The bobcat sat by the feeders for a good ten minutes, where I noticed him licking his lips. I told the husband that was a sign of feline nausea but he didn’t believe me.
Until the bobcat walked across the back lawn and puked under our bedroom window before trotting off to the woods.
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I’m hoping this elusive and rarely seen kitty felt comfortable enough to come back someday.