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Winter is here.

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I love winter.

I love the snow and the quiet beauty of a white frosted landscape.

And thanks to menopausal internal heating, I don’t even mind the cold anymore.

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Though things got a bit extreme earlier this month.

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His Lordship?

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He thinks he likes winter, until his feet hit the snow after our first storm…

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And he makes a beeline back to the kitchen door.

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(Not His Lordship, but it could be)

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Winter makes for some interesting parking mishaps as well, though I have no idea what happened here.

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I think we’ve had more snow this month than we had all last winter.

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Note to readers – this post was scheduled before our recent winter storm. It looks a lot whiter here now, as you’ll see tomorrow.

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This and that.

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I love the blues and whites of a winter morning.

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Or at least I did, until yesterday’s rain melted it all.

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I do not love the fact that the New York Times locked me out of the mini crossword and the tiles game I’d been playing for free until I updated my mobile app.

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Boo to that.

On a happier note, there was a new bird sighting at Casa River.

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Not a great picture, but he flew off too quickly for more than one.

Evening Grosbeak.

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This sounds like my perfect retirement plan.

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Sign me up!

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Oh, hell no.

I’ve never fired a gun, but that abomination might make me reach for one.

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This.

This is why I never begrudge our grey squirrels a meal.

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And finally, just in time for Christmas… an epic gingerbread house fail from my pickle algorithm.

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Just….

No.

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Snow memories.

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These winter pictures popped up on my Facebook memories recently and I thought it would be fun to share.

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Backyard deer on their path. They don’t stray very far from it once it’s cut.

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That’s my husband shoveling out our neighbor who thought she could make it down her driveway in her car before plowing.

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She couldn’t.

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And here’s my husband a year later pushing his snowblower next door….

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To help dig out her husband’s plow truck.

My husband is a good neighbor to have.

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This is Mr. White, a beautiful boy who is no longer with us. He always wanted to go outside in the winter…

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But didn’t really like it once he got there.

❤️

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February was a good month for snow.

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Are you tired of winter snow photos? If so, you have my permission to depart the pattern now…. because that’s all there is today.

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No adult beverages on the deck last week I’m afraid.

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The above is a rare deer track free shot of the backyard. Taken early in the morning, it didn’t last.

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The wind has been killer this season. The above is a shot of my husband shoveling the driveway when it was 6 degrees with 53 mph gusts.

Yours truly stayed inside.

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Driveway clearing after a storm is the Maine equivalent of the office water cooler. Everyone crawls out of their snowbound homes and chats.

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And if you’re lucky, your neighbor cracks through the ice crusted snow your snowblower won’t with his tractor plow.

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Snow days.

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More snow makes for pretty pictures I like to share with all my snowless southern and western friends.

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The shrubbery wear hats.

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And the edge of the driveway hump grows.

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Critter paths are clearly visible.

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And we have no idea who was romping on our deck. Those faded middle tracks are my husband’s, but clearly others followed suit.

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A path to the man cave must be shoveled.

It’s where the beer lives…

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Let there be snow.

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We’ve been having a number of small snow storms lately, 2-3 inches at a time, and thanks to some cold temperatures…

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It finally looks like winter in ye old state of Maine.

I enjoy the change of seasons and while winter can be challenging, it can be beautiful as well.

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Especially when our backyard visitors show up for a nosh.

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We usually see them in the evening, but the other morning these two showed up for breakfast.

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My husband was out front shoveling the driveway…

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And the minute they spotted him?

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Nothing but fluffy white butts.

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😊

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A few chuckles.

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Our farming neighbor across the street has a sense of humor.

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Winter can be long in Maine.

It helps to laugh.

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What is it they say…

Necessity is the mother of invention.

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A squirrel, on a squirrel statue.

It’s not often you find that kind of symmetry in life.

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Anyone else old enough to remember these little torture chamber boxes?

Research was time consuming when I was young.

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It required alcohol…

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We woke up yesterday morning to snow.

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The forecast called for 6-8 inches but we barely got 4.

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Maine winters aren’t what they used to be, but the birds still need to be fed.

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There really wasn’t enough white stuff to blow, but men do love their noisy toys.

After the chores were done, we headed out to the man cave for a game.

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And even with horrible letters like these, I was victorious.

By late morning?

It was time to start drinking.

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And after listening to that inaugural speech?

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I might keep drinking until 2029.

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Can you see him?

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No, it hasn’t snowed again… but I realized I forgot to post these photos after our last storm so bear with me.

Can you see him?

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How about now?

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That’s our resident Coopers Hawk sitting in the apple tree waiting for lunch to fly by.

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The speed at which he snatched a dove out of the air astounded me … as I had my phone camera pointed right at him when it happened and still didn’t manage to catch the shot.

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Here’s a blurry pic of him sitting on top of his lunch for a split second before he flew away to eat in peace.

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