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Why do they never listen?

 

Yes men, I’m talking about you.

Remember the tree planting miracle I posted about a while ago? When the husband dug up and transplanted 3 maple trees to the far corners of our backyard?

 

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Yes, the ones I had to water everyday because we were entering drought conditions.

Well, that stopped when I broke my toe and I told the other half he’d have to take over the job if he wanted his trees to survive.

Water every day I told him.

Which is what I did, religiously, with his little patch of grass seed next to the baby barn.

Under my watchful eye the seed sprouted…

 

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And is now green…

 

 

Thick and lush.

The trees?

That the husband didn’t bother to water because of course I don’t know what I’m talking about…..

 

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Not so much.

 

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After brown?

 

 

Came bare twig.

 

 

If only he’d listened to his wife…

 

 

 

Another miracle.

 

Strange things are happening at Casa River this year.

First, the husband wanted to clean out the big barn  ( Okay, he didn’t really. It was just a bit of organizing… but I’m counting it.)

Second, the husband helped me make a garden bed.  ( I would have laid money on that never happening. )

And a week ago…

 

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I looked out back….

 

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And saw the husband planting a tree.

Planting! Not chopping down.

Somewhere in America, pigs are flying.

 

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Okay, he didn’t buy them.

 

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And only one of the three stands taller than my knee, but hey.

It’s still a miracle.

 

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He dug them up from the wood line and I seriously doubt he got enough roots to make them viable…. which is why I told him they were going to need lots of water for the first few weeks.

 

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Shall I give you one guess who has to drag that water to the far reaches of our property line because we only have 200 feet of hose and it won’t reach?

Yeah.

I didn’t think so.

Apparently even miracles have limits.

When my husband says let’s go for a ride….

 

You never know where you’ll end up. Pre Covid 19… it was usually worth the effort.

Now?

 

 

Not so much.

The man drove a half an hour… for water.

Why?

Because his office threw out a water cooler. Need I say more?

We arrived, and I elected to sit in the car. A girl can only stand so much excitement. But I was waiting… and waiting… and finally had to check the progress.

Never having been to a water store, I’m by no means an expert. But I’m guessing the water you’re paying for…

 

 

The highly purified water?

 

 

Isn’t supposed to be on the floor.

After he talked to the machine and they came to an understanding….

 

 

All was well.

 

 

And now the big barn has clean cold water by the door.

Will the husband ever drink it? Probably not, but don’t miss the point.

The machine was free.

 

Museum oddities, death, Pocahantas, a scenic drive and some vultures.

 

I could bore you to tears with all we saw that day, but let this suffice..

 

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A portrait of an evil cherub who looks like she’s ready to stab Fido with an already bloody knife.

 

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But no.

 

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It’s just a 17th century pacifier. “Your mouth is sore sweetie? Here… suck on this metal and coral pointy thing.”

No wonder she looks pissed off.

 

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“Inveterate dysenterical fluxes”.

Doesn’t that sound like fun?

 

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The museum was filled with artifacts unearthed from the original site.

 

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And things thrown down the communal well.

Naturally, the husband was appalled at the waste of all those perfectly good rusty tools.

 

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The takeaway from most of the history we read?

We might romanticize the idea of the first settlers… opportunity, adventure, a brave new world etc., but in reality? It was starvation, illness and death.

 

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And Pocahantas…. of whom much is written and little is really known.

The only actual image drawn during her lifetime is this English portrait:

 

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A much later Anglicized version of her true self.

 

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Child trading. A fact of which I was heretofore unaware.

 

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So there you have it, historic Jamestown.

Where a t shirt we saw in the gift shop said it all…..

 

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Leaving Jamestown, we got back on the Colonial Parkway…..

 

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And saw some deer.

 

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Some swamps.

 

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And a whole bunch of these strange mounds.

 

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Too small and numerous for beaver.

 

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Any southerners care to weigh in on what constructs them?

 

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The Parkway slides along the James River….

 

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And was a lovely, peaceful, traffic free drive.

 

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Except for the black vultures.

 

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Which are neither lovely nor peaceful….

 

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And often cause their own traffic jams when they discover a fresh kill.

And no, I didn’t include a photo of the canine corpse.

 

Mariners’ Museum 3…. some sweetness and a little toilet humor.

 

Yes, we’re still at the museum. But this post should make everyone smile.

Done with the Civil War Ironclad section….

 

 

Oh, stop. You learned something… and that’s never a bad thing.

We saw a large board filled with children’s drawings.

 

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Every child that visits is encouraged to add one and some of them were wonderful.

 

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We saw it too, and yes…. it was.

 

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This one melted my heart for obvious reasons.

 

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And this one made me laugh. They love the water, but have a ship marked with a big red X so the circling sharks can find them.

Nicely done little Peter Benchley.

And then, because I teased it on yesterday’s post…. some toilet humor.

Since we’d spent half the day exploring the museum, I had need of the ladies room where I found this on the inside of my stall door.

 

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How great is this?

Not the latrine duty, that had to suck… but reading historic toilet facts while you’re on the toilet? Pretty great.

You don’t often find that kind of symmetry in life.

It must be celebrated when you do.

 

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So you know I had to go stall to stall and photograph them all.

(Apologies to the woman in the last stall. I wasn’t stalking you… really. I just needed a picture.)

 

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Ouch indeed.

 

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Now that’s historical trivia at it’s best. Impress your friends the next time you play Jeopardy.

You’re welcome.

 

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There you have it.

Proof positive museums can be fun.

Or at the very least, museum restrooms can.

 

Cape Cod Day 7… Woods Hole aquarium Part 2.

 

So many wonderful creatures to photograph.

 

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The bizarre…

 

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To the beautiful…

 

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And back again.

 

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That’s a smile only a mother could love.

 

 

 

Seahorses.

 

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Is there anything weirder…

 

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Or more wonderful to watch swimming?

 

 

I think not.

 

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This was the largest tank in the aquarium.

 

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And the husband was fascinated by it’s largest occupant.

 

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I think they were having a moment.

 

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But we had to go upstairs….

 

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And take a peek from a different perspective.

 

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Not many aquariums will let you behind the scenes but Woods Hole is delightfully different.

You can chat with the staff who prepare the fish food…

 

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Groan at some bad jokes…

 

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And trade smiles with the residents.

 

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I swear he winked at me.

 

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I did not, but I do now.

We thoroughly enjoyed our visit and I hated to say goodbye.

 

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And by the looks of this guy, he was sorry to see us leave as well. To which I can only say…

 

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Alright, I could have said something else.

But this seemed appropriate.

 

 

 

 

 

White Mountains trip Day 3…. Sculptured Rocks.

 

Talk about your out of the way tourist attraction.

Damn.

 

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I kept directing the husband to drive and he kept thinking I was nuts. This place was in the back of beyond, on a dead end road, past a bunch of men with rifles taking target practice in their front yards.

 

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Banjo music? A distinct possibility…

 

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But once we found it, I was glad we persisted.

ARE YOU READY FOR SOME ROCKS?  *she sings in her best Hank Williams Jr. voice, which admittedly… is pretty lame*

Rocks!

 

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To be more specific… glacial melt water sculpted rocks.

 

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And what fabulous rocks they were.

 

 

 

Seriously… these rocks rocked.

 

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The forms, the shapes…

 

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Can you imagine the force it took to do this to solid rock?

 

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These were impressive rocks.

 

 

Sculptured Rocks Natural Area, which spans 272 acres, is a unique example of nature’s powerful yet delicate artistry. The Cockermouth River carved a narrow canyon in bedrock on its way to Newfound Lake, beginning as the last ice age drew to a close. Nature used grains of sand suspended in the current to carve the walls of the canyon into curious shapes and create potholes in the bedrock.”We spent a good bit of time here.Climbing up, over and across the wonderful rocks.
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It rocked. 

 

But you probably already guessed that.

 

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And even if you’re not an aficionado like me….

 

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You have to admit, they’re some pretty special hunks of rock.

 

By the way…

The husband’s ongoing challenge?

Still going.

 

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So to speak.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Time to fess up….

 

Which one of you boneheads is peeing in my birdbath every night?

Because this is getting old.

Every afternoon I clean out the birdbath.

 

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Filling it with sparkling clean, cool water for our birds to drink and take a bath.

And then every morning I wake up to this:

 

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Every single morning.

So…

Fun’s over. Admit your crime.

The midnight madness must stop.

 

Things I like today… chapter 4.

 

I like…

This road sign we passed on a country lane.

 

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Notice to salesmen – please move along.

 

 

 

I like…

Sitting on my deck reading,

 

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And being quiet enough to have a few visitors drop by.

 

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I like….

This kind of race.

 

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I might get a little winded…

But at least I know I’ll be able to cross the finish line.

 

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I like….

My fruit infuser pitcher.

 

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I know I should drink gallons of water daily, but let’s face it…unless it’s toning down my bourbon?

I’m not really interested.

 

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But chop up some fresh strawberries and let it sit overnight?

Quite tasty.

I’ve tried pineapple. Wonderful!

Mango? Meh.

Watermelon? No flavor at all.

Pear seemed like a good idea….

 

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But it turned brown and slimy in mere hours… so no to pear.

 

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(Don’t worry, it took me a minute to get it as well.)

 

I like…

 

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This picture I took of my flower bed with a triple rainbow shadow.

 

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