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Nothing to see here, just a sunbathing seal floating by.

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We had lunch at the Muddy Rudder last week..

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Why the name?

Legend has it that many years ago the tugboat Portland slowly wound its way up the nearby Cousins River. Its destination was Yarmouth, and its purpose was to provide a place for good food, drink, and hospitality. A harsh nor’easter besieged the boat at its mooring and strong winds grounded and overturned her. The restaurant is built on that site.

But wait…. as we were sipping our adult beverages something was spotted outside.

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Do you see it?

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My iPhone camera doesn’t do him justice, but that’s one very chill seal slowly floating by on a chunk of rapidly melting ice.

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Wedge salad and clam chowder later…

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He was still floating. Though he’d flipped over on his stomach and turned to face foward.

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Fried scallops and a stuffed haddock with sherry lobster cream sauce later? He was gone, and we were full. Just another average day on the Maine coast….

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A blog that goes south. Literally….

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In a follow up to my fascinating post about frozen Finnish flesh…

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I would think the freezing part would hurt more, but what do I know?

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Imagine if you will…. you train your whole life, you work hard, you sacrifice, you qualify for the Olympics, your 15 minutes of fame finally roll around and instead of a gold medal? You get world wide weiner coverage.

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Well, yeah. Of course we are. It’s not something you hear about everyday.

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What is it they say… when life hands you lemons?

This guy will undoubtedly drink for free in bars around the world for a very long time.

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Nope. Uh uh. Not happening.

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Another attempt at winter cat walking was made this week. The husband bundled up against the chill and Lord Dudley Mountcatten happily donned his harness for an excursion into the wilds of our backyard. All was proceeding nicely …

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Until we opened the door and the cold air hit his pansy ass feline self.

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At which point he turned tail and jumped right on the heating pad.

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His Lordship is most definitely a fair weather beast.

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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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Ice shack red light district?

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Ohio politicians be crazy.

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Yes, you read that correctly. An Ohio mayor thinks ice fishing shacks are being used for immoral purposes.

For all my warm climate readers? These are the ice shacks in my town.

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Small plywood and tin buildings, usually uninsulated and always with a large hole in the floor. A more uncomfortable bordello you’re not apt to find.

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If you’ve ever been ice fishing you know how ridiculous this is. If you haven’t? Trust me… it’s not the least bit conducive to amorous activities.

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I’m going with embarrassment all day long.

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Random pics.

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You know your cat is spoiled when he gets lifted up to the window to watch the birds.

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Pint of beer my husband recently received at our local pub. I detest IPA’s, but beer is my juice of choice.

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Results of a horrible multi unit fire that displaced 10 people in our town. This is what the old farm used to look like in the 1800’s.

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By the following day a gofundme campaign had raised $14,000. For a town with a population of just over 700, I’d say we’re pretty generous folk.

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A mussel appetizer the husband ordered this week. I stopped counting at 38. Definitely get your money’s worth there.

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It’s true. He told me….

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This.

This is what happens when temperatures rise too quickly in what should be winter in Maine. All our lovely snow melts, freezes and melts again. We have a skating rink driveway and mini floods everywhere because the ground is still too cold to absorb the water.

This…. is a mess.

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Not as much fun as it used to be.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten used to love going outside. I’d say “walkies” in my best falsetto and he’d bound into the room anxiously awaiting the harness and leash. Now that full Maine winter has arrived?

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He’s still anxious to go out, but not so thrilled with staying there.

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And looks at us as if to say, “My feet are cold. What the hell?”

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And makes a bee line back to the nice warm couch.

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It’s been a month.

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And a very challenging month to say the least.

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(Okay, it’s not that bad. But my husband retired December 31rst and won’t see his first monthly pension check until June. Such are the joys of working for the Federal Government.)

As I’ve said before this was a difficult decision for my hardworking spouse. He struggled with it for years and I knew it wouldn’t be an easy transition. What I didn’t know was that I would suddenly be living with a 74 year old toddler who bores easily and must be entertained.

Since Covid ruined our original retire and travel! plans, the husband has been having trouble finding ways to while away the hours. It’s winter in Maine and we are not skiers, snowshoers, or ice hockey enthusiasts. There’s a lot of indoor down time and one can only play so much pool.

On the plus side? My auxiliary desk that has looked like this since he started teleworking two years ago…

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Is now free of post its and back to normal.

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On the down side? My husband has recently been on the phone with coworkers and clients trying to find a way to worm his way back into the aviation industry.

32 days of retirement and he already wants to go back to work.

Sigh.

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Snow.

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Sometimes it wants to come in the house…

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Sometimes it makes it past the storm door.

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I got a kick out of this picture our neighbor posted of her son wanting to go out the back door yesterday.

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Now that’s a drift!

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Walking out to check on the man cave after the Nor Easter was challenging.

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You had to guess where the steps were.

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Drift crests on every side.

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And the porch furniture didn’t look quite as inviting as before.

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A tunnel dug to make passage less of an aerobic exercise.

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But the best part about snow pictures?

When your husband asks for your phone to take a shot of something fantastic and it comes back with five of these….

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Well, he tried.

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