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A little bit of this and a whole lotta nothing.

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In case I don’t say it often enough, I love my little Maine town.

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Keep your boring lost dogs and cats, we have befuddled bovines.

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And free flowers.

Is it any wonder we love living here?

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Bored by sitting in a doctor’s office waiting room the other day I scrolled my phone and stumbled on a stupid “What would a Barbie from your state look like?” site.

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Maine Barbie goes hiking… in a mini skirt with perfectly coiffed hair.

I’ve been hiking in Maine. Trust me, women do not look like this.

On the other hand, they had my birth state of New Jersey down pat.

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Jersey Barbie has bling.. and attitude to spare.

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Yes, I’m posting about grapes.

But not just any grapes.

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Margarita grapes.

You’re welcome.

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Little bits of nothing important.

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I haven’t had a chance to make these yet, but they sound perfect for summer…

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The life of a Maine lobsterman is hard… and often lonely. As evidenced by this picture taken of my husband’s nephew.

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I had to smile at this news item.

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What do you want to bet that chuck wasn’t injured, just craving a beer?

And speaking of chucks…

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Thankfully this one is still too short to nibble on my day lilies.

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How wonderful is this? Free bouquets.

I love my town.

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Warning signs are helpful.

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The little Maine town in which we live is a wonderful place.

Small and quiet. Rural and filled with family farms.

It’s a peaceful, sparsely populated area surrounded by the natural beauty of water, woods, and wildlife.

The people are salt of the earth, always willing to lend a hand or a dollar. There’s a marvelous sense of community here … we look out for each other.

Which is evidenced by the new sign the town put up just outside of the village, down the road from the pub.

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Beware of drunken pedestrians.

A helpful warning to be sure.

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Scenic Cape Porpoise

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When your husband is newly retired and it’s a beautiful spring day? You take a drive along the Maine coast just because you can.

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Cape Porpoise is a small village in the town of Kennebunkport on the southern coast.

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It’s quintessentially Maine and therefore ruggedly beautiful.

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No words necessary, just enjoy the ride.

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Is it any wonder we live in this state?

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I love my town.

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As we’ve previously established, my small rural Maine town has a sense of humor. This was on full display today when I saw an offer of services on the town’s Facebook page.

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While I would have appreciated a good Mother in Law trap back in the day, the picture in this post will probably give me nightmares of the inevitable beaver uprising for weeks to come.

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While we had an extremely mild winter with very little snow this year, we did have rain. And ice. And more rain. Which lead to rapid melting, soft earth, mud and occasional washouts. Imagine driving over this section of road?

Yikes.

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Sadly, this is the only bunny I’ve ever seen in our town.

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I love my town

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Sometimes things look a little different in my state.

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Don’t knock it, you can carry quite a few six packs in that bucket.

Some of our locals are poets.

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The benefit of living in a small rural town filled with farms? Our food pantry is always well stocked for those less fortunate.

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Maine is on a temperature roller coaster right now.

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I swear I’m getting whiplash.

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But still…

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Life is good.

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I love my town.

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News from rural Maine…

The Abominable Snowman requires assistance.

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And I don’t know if this is a thing elsewhere, but Mainers save their egg cartons. Even if we don’t have chickens.

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Why do we do this?

Because winters are long, and we can.

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You know it’s officially cold when the ice shacks start appearing on the river.

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Wildlife sightings continue…

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It’s a good thing she got a picture. I wouldn’t have believed her otherwise.

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