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After 3 years of virtually no snow, this winter is keeping our shovels busy.
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Strolling out to the man cave for an adult beverage requires some effort.
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The bird bath is disappearing.
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And the shrub hats are growing.
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As is the hump on the patio table.
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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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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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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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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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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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I’m usually up early in the morning and often see the moon go down.
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It’s beautiful in the winter….
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Bouncing off the white snow, against a blue sky.
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So I brave the cold and trot out front in my pajamas for a few nice photos.
To find I’m not the only one with that idea.
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We have large open spaces around our property and people often stop for Kodak moment.
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Good thing he was facing the other way. No one needs a picture of me at 5:00am wearing penguin pj’s.
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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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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..... 