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And it’s always bad at Casa River.
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Yesterday morning I saw that rat bastard red squirrel.
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She was running all over our roof and gutter probably looking for a way back into the house.
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I chased her off with the broom, but 10 minutes later she was back. She hung around for another half hour or so and for once….
I wish she’d stayed a little longer.
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Well, hello there.
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Your timing was awful, but please come back another day.
I have multiple squirrel recipes to share.
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That’s what I need to do.
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Because my feeders empty as soon as I fill them.
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Everyone’s trying to lay on a little extra fat for winter.
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Except me. I’m not trying… but it’s there damn it.
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Critters eat me out of house and home this time of year.
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But that’s okay.
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I wouldn’t have it any other way.
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Today the turkeys beat the deer to the buffet.
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Come on mom, I’m hungry.
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Bambi wanted in.
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But was decidedly out numbered.
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Look at mommas face.
She is not pleased.
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But she gives in and tries to approach.
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Nope.
Even when Bambi runs at them they just scatter and regroup.
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Still hungry…
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Bambi finds an alternative source.
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Still with momma…
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But no more spots!
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He/she is a little smaller than the other fawns.
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And I’m not sure if that has something to do with the fact that he/she is blue eyed.
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But they chow down everyday, twice a day.
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And as long as the deep snow doesn’t roll in too soon, all should be well.
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Especially when it’s autumn…
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In Maine…
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And you’re a wild blueberry.
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Then?
It’s downright breathtaking.
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I thought maybe we’d seen the last of her.
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But no, she was out back stealing chopped up deer apples yesterday.
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She was back on the patio table.
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And there’s only one reason for that. Do you know how sick and tired I am of finding small pieces of rotted apple every time I sit down?
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And then of course there’s the poo.
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She leaves it there on purpose, I know it.
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And may I just say, sipping from puddles of rain water filled with your own poo?
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Not the least bit appetizing.
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And please note… in that last picture? She is literally pooping. Am I a great photo journalist or what!
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It’s been fun watching this little fawn grow up.
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Although sadly we’re watching his mother decline at the same time.
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Those blue eyes just slay me.
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Of all the deer we’ve had over the years, this is our first blue eyed visitor.
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Little one stays close to mom.
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Hope she’s around long enough to teach him what he needs to know…
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It’s turkey season.
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And that doesn’t bode well for our fine feathered visitors.
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Momma brought her seven babies for their first nosh under the bird feeders a few months ago…
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And they’re all still with her.
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You go momma.
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They’re comical birds to watch.
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Like big brown chickens who gobble instead of cluck.
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Though her babies are almost full grown, momma is still vigilant…
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And takes off at the slightest perceived threat.
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Picture of pretty backyard trees included… just because I can.
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Here’s our old doe coming out of the woods.
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She’s slow, but still gets around.
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And right behind her?
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Blue eyed Bambi.
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Fatten up little guy/girl.
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Parts of Maine are getting snow today. Winter is coming.
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Still spotted.
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Still a little eerie.
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But definitely different.
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I just realized I haven’t posted a photo of the big barn since the staining and painting were completed.
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Needless to say I’m very pleased.
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The nice thing is, the husband was pleased as well.
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I know this because I overheard him talking to the painter saying he wasn’t sure he would like a red barn and that he’d fought his wife over it… boy did he!… but in the end, even he had to admit it looked great.
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Technically it’s not totally done, as the crew is going to box in the eaves on the overhang. But in Maine, you have to paint until the weather turns, so they’ll be back another day to finish that.
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My porch furniture cushions also need to be recovered in a fabric that doesn’t clash.
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But baby barn approves.
And we have a red and white barn!
Yay.
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