Country Living

Bambi: The ENEMY!

I casually walk past the front door and windows on my way to the bathroom and sneak a glance outdoors of two eyes on some large object standing on the steps. Freaked out I turn around and see not one, not two or three…but SIX FREAKING DEER right near the front steps/porch. GOOD GRIEF! WHERE DID THEY HIDE DURING HUNTING SEASON WHEN WE HAD FRIENDS OUT IN THE WOODS?

We have plans to use the 20 or so feet on each side of the front steps as a vegetable garden using the porch as a trellis…THINKING the deer won’t come as close to our front porch as they will where the main SOON TO BE FENCED IN garden will be closer to the pond.

Now, I wonder…

I think we’re gonna need to get a big barky hunting type dog or two sooner than later…

Bad, bad Bambi.

This is what you see living in the middle of the woods…

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We just drove up our curvy, hilly driveway in the middle of the woods and saw a dozen turkeys just hanging out. As we approached half went to the left and half went to the right. I lost count at about 13! GOBBLE GOBBLE!

And then because we stopped halfway up the curvy, hilly, slick and freezing cold and not yet salted driveway…our car got stuck in the snow. The first attempt of breaking free almost ended up rear ending a tree and the second attempt brought us close to the ditch.  And I wasn’t even the one driving!!!

This is gonna be lots of fun this winter…methinks the little Taurus won’t be seeing much action this season…Four Wheel Drive exclusively! Or maybe a tractor with a plow. It’s not too far into town.

Did I mention it is currently TOO COLD TO SNOW where we live? The ski lodges are going crazy making snow and will be ready to open this week, but at a balmy 16 degrees here at home…no snowflakes are falling. No excuses now, I’m taking down all things harvest and starting with the Christmas decorations instead.

All Things Internet Connection

If I knew that we would have the crappiest internet connection known since dial up when purchasing our house in the middle of the woods…I’d still choose the house in the middle of the woods. But I might think twice about it. At least once. Somehow this thought escaped me when we went under contract. Satellite internet? Whatever, it won’t be too bad.

Unless it rains, or snows or it gets windy. Or cloudy. Or humid.

Or if we go over the highest plan available data coverage for the month. At that point you might as well not even try. Enter the neverending land of spinny-spin-spinville. Drives me batty. I don’t even want to admit how much we pay for this top tired high usage plan and yet between HWMMS and myself we probably could likely use up two of these plans per month.

After midnight, data is free. Although I don’t stop uploading photos to my blog whenever I decide on a whim. I’m not that desperate! Hahaha. So I now am the person who waits for a certain time of night to upload pictures from my desktop to Flickr. Which is the same time I should be going to bed. The state of the internet at our house is to blame for my late, late night surfing. (Lies.)

Sucky. But what can you do? At least the view out the window while I wait for Gmail to load for ten minutes is nice. Did I say ten? Try twenty.

20 pounds later…

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There’s a lovely little sour cherry tree in the corner of our house tucked by the garage which I can see from our kitchen window. Oodles of wee red cherries. I truly didn’t anticipate having any left over to pick after the birds, but…

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20 pounds later…I recall the drippy, sticky mess of spending hours in the cherry orchard as a youngster. I always did prefer eating picking the sweet ones. One for the bucket, three for me. One for the bucket, three tossed at friends and two for me.

Looks like I need a good cherry pie recipe!