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Should I be worried?

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has been staring at the living room heat vent.

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I mean, for hours at a time.

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And it’s beginning to freak me out.

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I can’t see anything.

I can’t hear anything.

And even after removing the vent and poking around inside I didn’t see or hear anything.

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And yet…

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Every single day, there he is.

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Waiting for something… *gulp, someone?*…. to rise from the depths.

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If only he could talk….

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Busted!

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A few weeks ago I bought a lovely dragon wing begonia for the Barn Mahal/man cave porch.

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Thankfully the woodchucks don’t care for begonias and have left it unscathed.

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Until yesterday when I sat down to read and noticed the evidence.

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Muddy footprints.

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All over the table.

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They don’t like begonias and didn’t nibble, but clearly it wasn’t for lack of trying….

🥴

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Peonies be popping.

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If there’s anyone who puts on a better show in a garden than a peony, I haven’t yet met them.

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For a pure burst of color they’re hard to beat.

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I have a few small plants in the front of the house, but it’s this old backyard beauty that was here when we moved in 20 years ago that makes the biggest statement.

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Peonies can be fussy and hard to establish.

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But if you manage it, they’re carefree beauty that will be enjoyed for decades.

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Woodchuck throw down.

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The baby chucks are growing and feeling their oats.

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Feeding time at the backyard buffet sees it’s fair share of squabbles these days.

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Carrots and apples are clearly worth fighting for.

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The little devils may wreak havoc in my flower beds… but I have to admit they’re fun to watch.

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Case in point…. the husband keeps his old garden cart in our woodshed.

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And the other day when I was out back weeding, I heard noises coming from that direction.

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Chucks.

They’re everywhere.

P. S. … did you notice my fabulous astilbe, aka false goat’s beard?

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It doesn’t look like a goat, but it sure loved all those dark rainy days.

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We met Dave.

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We spent a nice evening with some friends recently. Drinks and appetizers were shared outside in the garden.

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Which is where we met Dave.

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Dave lives on the property and hides his peanuts in dead trees.

Can you see him?

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Dave is an extremely spoiled chipmunk and quite well fed.

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He’s so well fed he came out of hibernation almost a month later than the other chippies because his larder was well stocked.

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Dave had no problem begging in front of company.

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Shy he’s not.

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And he does love his peanuts.

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🙂

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Horny sturgeon.

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As we were leaving the A1 diner the other day we noticed a large group of people gathered on the bridge spanning the river next door.

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It only took a moment of looking down to realize what they were all there to watch.

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The sturgeon were spawning.

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If you’ve never seen a sturgeon take my word for it, they’re a big strong fish.

As I was taking this video some young men were on the far bank fishing. Since the sturgeon are a protected species this is highly illegal and a woman on the bridge starts screaming at them to leave at the end of this clip. Keep an eye on the water, one of the sturgeon jumped near the end.

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It was an interesting way to end the afternoon.

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Random backyard critters and some serious lupine.

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Just a few glimpses into our backyard.

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Baby chucks are nibbling at an extremely rapid rate. But I’ve discovered they like broccoli stalks so I’m hoping I can keep their teeth busy for a while.

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We had a cool and wet June so the Baltimore Orioles who usually take off for colder, more northern parts when it starts to heat up are still here.

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And they’re devouring the oranges and grape jelly faster than I can replace them.

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The young males fight and squabble over the best position… but they sure are pretty.

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Cow!

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I love that I can say this every time I step outside instead of having to wait for a road trip.

My husband informs me that my nomenclature is incorrect as this is technically a young bull. But squealing bull! doesn’t have the same resonance… so I am compromising with Mister Cow!

This earns an eye roll and a head shake which somehow makes it even more perfect.

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Here’s a giant field of lupine situated in an odd place.

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Next to the local dump. Trash never looked so good…

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A nibbler and a very chill fox.

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The baby woodchucks are growing and seem to be everywhere at once.

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One little guy likes to grab a carrot slice and eat it in privacy on the stone wall.

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Which I must admit makes for some cute pictures.

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Our momma fox is coming earlier than usual now and usually shows up by 4:00pm.

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Chances are her babies are running her ragged and she appreciates the easy source of food.

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Poor momma.

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She’s so tired she eats lying down.

❤️

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And we’re climbing.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten was on the move the other day and headed right for his favorite pear tree.

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Please note His Lordship is actually airborne in the next photo.

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As usual, once His Lordship achieved tree grip…

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He was clueless about the next step and simply hung there.

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For quite a while as it turns out.

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But finally, he ascended.

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And posed nicely for the photographer.

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What to do once he’s up there or how to get down proves a bit more difficult.

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