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I found a few more photos from this year’s Damarriscotta Pumpkin festival and they’re too good not to share…
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Now that’s some clever use of pumpkins!
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More pumpkins.
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We love our pumpkins.
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Every year the town of Damarriscotta, Maine has a pumpkin festival.
Every year I tell my husband we’re going to attend.
And every year like clockwork?
I forget. And have to enjoy it vicariously through other people’s photos.
So here they are, some of the wonderfully inventive and creative pumpkins I missed.
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Did I mention there’s also a pumpkin regatta where crazy Mainers dress in costumes and try to paddle large hollowed out gourds down the river?
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Yup.
It’s a thing.
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And I missed it.
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Again.
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The pumpkin regatta.
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A few days ago I posted a couple of pictures of the annual Damariscotta Pumpkin Festival. This coastal Maine town takes its giant gourds seriously with a weeks worth of celebrations that ends with the most popular event…
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The Pumpkin Regatta. We didn’t go, but it’s so delightfully quirky I have to share some of the photos I saw on the news.
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Definition of a pumpkin regatta – oddly dressed people cut big holes in oddly decorated hollowed out pumpkins and take to the water.
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Sometimes the spectators are oddly dressed as well.
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The Regatta is well attended and covered by the local media.
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A Viking Longboat?
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It’s not long, but why not?
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There was even a gnome.
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I always wonder how this tradition got started.
Who looked at a big pumpkin and thought, put an outboard on that and you’ve really got something.
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Of course some entries do it the old fashioned hand powered way. And from the look of this picture, paddling slowly is not the way to go.
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Mainers.
Ya gotta love ‘em.
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Miscellaneous pumpkin and pickle missives.
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It’s fall… and in New England that means cooler temperatures, turning leaves and pumpkins.
And no town takes pumpkins more seriously than Damariscotta, a coastal village that devotes an entire week of events to the glorious orange gourd. There are parades, size contests, art contests, races, recipe challenges and even a regatta of giant floaters.
They like their pumpkins.
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Every year we say we’re going to visit, and every year we don’t for some reason or another.
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Which is a shame because this year my favorite bar in town has the best decorated pumpkin I’ve seen in a long time.
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Imagine having a few too many and stumbling outside to come face to face with this guy.
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And speaking of bars…
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A seasonal margarita that sounds damn near perfect for this time of year.
Moving on, I have a bone to pick with a few of my readers. You were joking about emotional support pickles for cats on my post the other day and while I tried to discourage the topic in fear of pickle retribution from my squirrelly algorithms… the concept has become reality.
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Damn you.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has his mice.
No kitty support pickles will ever be entering this house.
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Vermont… lovable and quirky.
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At times Vermont feels like another world. The pace is slower, the air is cleaner and we didn’t see a single McDonalds or Dollar General the whole time we were there. Talk about refreshing.
The residents are independent, hardy New England stock and while that might be off putting to some, it just means you have to dig a little deeper to find the sense of humor lurking beneath.
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Like this farm store where they welcome you with pumpkins..
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And provide some interesting alternative modes of transportation.
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Think Santa’s sleigh… but with cows.
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Everywhere we looked? Something made me laugh.
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Good to know. Thanks.
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Yes, it’s a trash can.
Nothing funny there, but…
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A trash can you’re not supposed to use? Funny.
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Nothing funny about the subject, but I laughed all the same.
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I really wanted to buy this tee shirt. But apparently so did everyone else because there was only one left, size extra small… and to be honest I doubt I was even born that size.
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Happy November
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Temperatures are dropping, as are all the pretty autumn leaves. Late fall is setting in and winter won’t be far behind. Pumpkins will be tossed … but before you do, consider this:
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Critters love pumpkins. And if you aren’t blessed with chickens? Please cut them in half and toss them in your nearest woods. Many creatures can’t cut through the rind, but they love the juicy interior.
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Funny, and very true. I’ve never canned a single thing in my life and don’t intend to start now.
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If you’re tempted to wear these on Thanksgiving? Please… for the love of all that’s holy… post pictures.
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I love my town… Part 5.
It’s time to take a look at the riveting happenings posted on my town’s FB page again.
There are the usual missing critter reports.
Though pigs have taken a back seat to birds this week.
Snakes are actively being sought.
As are nuts.
*Note to male readers – I do not support the crushing of nuts between your legs. No letters, please.*
Artful pumpkins are being carved…
And grapes are plentiful.
Syrup is available.
As are extremely round sheep.
Then there’s the woman who wants everyone to watch a program about garbage.
Garbage…
You’re doing it wrong.
White Mountains trip Day 2…. Upper Jackson Falls
Yes… we’re still on the second day of our trip.
And yes, we’re still at the Falls.
Hey, just be glad I’m weeding through the 1704 photos and only giving you the highlights.
Working our way up the falls took some time.
But it really was lovely.
Nothing like hanging out with Mother Nature to lower your blood pressure.
The closer we got to the top, the more people just plunked themselves down on the rocks and made themselves comfortable…
And why not?
It’s a great place to read, unwind…and enjoy the day.
At the top you cross a wonderful iron bridge…
Look both ways…
And say thank you Jackson Falls…
I thoroughly enjoyed spending time with you.
And your rocks.
(Or maybe that was just me.)
Done with the Falls, we headed into town for some sustenance.
And found the cutest pumpkin display ever…
Next to our destination.
It looked promising.
Warm and inviting.
A vintage inn and tavern whose bar was packed to the rafters that late Saturday afternoon.
I wanted to love it.
I mean come on, they had ski lift seating….
And a sign for the Woodchuck Trail. Who doesn’t love that?
But the service was terrible, the beer was warm and the food? When it finally came, over an hour after we ordered, was barely edible.
Sorry Martin, I didn’t even bother with pictures. Dry meatless ribs and a soggy Rachel sandwich do not warrant photographs.
But martian pumpkins and gourds?
Definitely do.
Things I like today… Part 9.
I like…
The Damariscotta Pumpkin Fest. We’ve never been, but someday….
Someday I’m going up there to watch people float down the river in giant pumpkin boats.
I like…
The color coordination of fall leaves and the husband’s tractor.
I like….
The idea of cotton candy cloud coffee.
On second thought, to heck with the coffee…. just let me walk around with a sugar cloud over my head all day.
I like…
People who are really, really devoted to a theme.
Please note the skulls on the front grille.
Doesn’t that just make you want to yell….
Things I like today… Part 7
I like…
This tee shirt I picked up at Goodwill the other day.
If my husband would just follow this one simple rule, life would be so much more pleasant.
I like…
The new yellow kiwi fruit.
Have you tried them?
Yum!
I like….
The Annual Damariscotta PumpkinFest Regatta.
(And you thought we only raced zucchini in Maine. Pfft!)
But this year, I really like the pumpkin they’re using to advertise it.
I like…
Finding multiple praying mantises (manti?) on the baby barn we’re remodeling.
Did you know the female praying mantis bites off her partner’s head after sex?
Clearly she’s a woman who doesn’t like to cuddle.
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Apple season.
Our trees are loaded with juicy fruit…
And soon my belly will be full of juicy pie and fritters.
actual video of me after eating juicy pie and fritters
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