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We’ve been having some crazy weather lately.
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As you can see from the storm clouds rolling in around our property.
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High winds and rain.
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At times it was downright spooky.
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The next morning?
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Fog.
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Which is always hard to photograph.
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How do you get your weather? The local news, NOAA, an app?
In Maine… we look to a slightly different forecaster.
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I’ve heard the woolies have wider black than rust this year.
*Gulp*.
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It’s been a while but my husband finally decided to finish the shed addition door.
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Yes, the entire wall is a door.
This is not going to end well, mark my words.
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It’s property tax time again and I’m not pleased.
Last year our taxes went up $1,000. The year before that, they went up $1,200. This year they only went up $500 so I should probably be relieved. But our town has no police force, no local ambulance service and a volunteer fire department so WTH are we paying for?
The nearly $5k is for our house on an acre and a half. The $1,437 is for the man cave/Barn Mahal on our other acre and a half. (The appraisers think the barn is unfinished and just for storage, so don’t tell them the difference please.)
We own our house, the mortgage was paid off years ago and that’s a wonderful feeling. But forking over what amounts to $532.75 a month for the privilege of being here? Not so much.
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Random photo of Lord Dudley Mountcatten, just because.
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July and August are hot and dry months in Maine.
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Our verdant green grass is browning in spots and I’m constantly hoping for rain.
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My flowers are thirsty and I can only imagine how much water our farming neighbor is pumping on his fields.
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With the high heat comes afternoon thunderstorms.
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But not for us.
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We sit on the porch and sadly watch them roll on by.
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Not one drop fell on our property from this boomer.
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Talk about a missed opportunity.
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Storms have been passing in and out of our area.
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This one moved right over the neighbor’s farm and the now completed, view busting greenhouse.
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Someone got some impressive weather….
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But this time it wasn’t us.
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What I got was a spiced cranberry lemon drop martini and crab cakes.
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And spicy Tuscan shrimp with sun dried tomatoes and spinach.
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Of course we had to have a torrential downpour when the scheduled pick up day for my new car arrived.
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Flash flooding, road washouts.
It was raining so hard we had to go over all Pearl’s nifty features under cover in the service department.
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When we got to the engine, I zoned out. As long as it starts and runs, I’m good.
This particular dealership is family owned and adds a few extra bennies when you purchase from them.
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So after signing the papers and writing a whopping check, she was mine.
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Pearl!
She drives like a dream and is chock full of fancy tech it will take me months to learn.
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These were the instruction booklets in the glove box.
Yikes!
On top of that she comes with Starlink which the dealer activated.
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Which reminded me of my first oil change appointment next year.
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We never have work done on our cars at the dealerships because they’re ridiculously expensive, but kudos to them for trying.
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A few more winter pics, because it’s already melted and I didn’t have a chance to post them.
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Pink sky in morning…
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I swear this spring robin is saying WTF!
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Not yet little plants.
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We have a small Amish population scattered across our state and every once in a while we see them.
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I live in Maine.
I like winter, cold weather and snow.
I do not like the warming trend and temperatures that now fluctuate during storms.
And I most definitely do not like ice.
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Where’s Sharon Stone when you need her?
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While most of you are enjoying tulips, daffodils and other cheerful harbingers of warm weather…in Maine things look a little different.
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We had a good old fashioned N’or Easter on Thursday.
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With high winds and wet heavy snow.
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It was the pretty kind that sticks to bushes and makes everything feel like a winter wonderland.
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But it also weighed down trees, snapped branches and left half of our state without power.
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I think we ended up with a foot, though with the wind it’s hard to tell.
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Since the temperatures hovered near freezing it was that awful wet, heavy snow that you have to constantly go out and clear before it becomes too saturated to move.
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Yes… springtime in Maine can be a bit of a challenge.
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My husband may not be a mailman, but his version of that age old creed says nothing will come between him and his television. Not even the ripping Maine N’or Easter with 50 mph winds and heavy wet snow that pummeled us yesterday leaving half our state without power.
Thankfully we never lost electricity… but when my spouse lost the satellite signal?
Out he went.
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Digging in the shed for a ladder.
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Trudging across the back lawn…
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To knock the wet snow off the dish.
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Reception restored, he trudged back in the house…
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Only to return an hour later for more sweeping.
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What can I say?
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The man really likes his tv.
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Because my life is nothing if not random.
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Call me crazy but aren’t pickled cucumbers just… pickles?
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Required Lord Dudley Mountcatten photo.
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I’m really enjoying the weird and wonderful things people find at thrift stores FB page… and would totally have bought one of these for the man cave. Feed me Seymour!
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No climate change my *ss.
Ice fishing is big business up here but everyone is wondering how much longer they can survive without the actual ice.
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Saw this the other day and saved it for future reference. Posting here in case anyone else wonders what those all flashing thingamagigs represent.
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I don’t know what this is, but I want one.
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River's world..... 