THROUGH MY WINDOWS

🌸 The best climate is found in the state of Contentment. (Basford)🌸 Walker’s Pond is still frozen over. Hello dear bloggy friends. I hope you are well and reasonably content. Today is St Patrick’s day.   I made a trip off the Island today to Ellsworth. We have a heat wave, high forties with sunshine. Two days ago we had temps in the single digits. On my way off the Island I saw people buzzing like bees on their properties shifting their lobster gear around getting ready for a new season. I stopped to take a picture of this lobster boat.  I headed across the bridge and stopped to look back toward the Island, you can see the bridge in the distance. In the little town of Surry I took my life in my hands when I stopped on a busy road to take these pictures of the stream where my father used to catch “elwives”, a type of fish used for bait in lobster traps. I took some video of the rushing water but, alas, couldn’t get it to upload to the blog. Bummer.  I did my shopping in the little cit

  Good morning dear friends! Thursday, March 11 Yes, it's morning here on the coast of Maine but a dreary one. We are having a mild spell (52 degrees F) but it is soon to drop back down in the 20's again. A depressing thought, truth be told. I have been in a slump lately and that is why I haven't posted. I have caught and released 7 red squirrels in the past two weeks. I realized after the first few that maybe the same ones are returning so I released them elsewhere, about a half mile away. Then I looked out the window one morning and there were 12 of the little buggers  eating bird seed under the feeders. So, I said to Mom "We are going to have to stop feeding the birds." It is one of her favorite past times to stand at the kitchen sink and watch the activity of the birds, squirrels, and deer.  I have torn our upstairs apart trying to figure out where they are getting in. No clue. So, I think it may be time to call in the professionals. The closest, according to

  Good morning dear bloggy friends! I hope you are all well. It's 5:55 AM. Temperature is 10 degrees but real feel is minus 16 because of the extreme wind that has been battering our house all night. Not much sleep for mom or myself. It's been a wild night and it's not over yet.This old house is still creaking and groaning.  I dread looking out the window to see how many shingles are off the garage roof. It's large and pretty high up and takes the full brunt of the wind in storms like this.  For two days we  had rain and warmer temps so the snow and ice has diminished significantly. So much so that when putting seeds and corn out yesterday my one boot sank into the mud up to my ankle and I went down buckets and all. That makes the fourth fall this winter, a record for even me! I was not a pretty sight when I came back into the house. I expect the deer waiting in the swamp enjoyed their pre-dinner entertainment! Aside from the weather, there's not much to report. I f

  The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart. (Helen Keller) Hello lovely people, how are you? Mom and I are fine. We are cozy and warm, staying inside on a very cold day, Living a VERY simple life. 19 F, for us, here on the coast of Maine. I love this little illustration... The wind is whistling through my window even though it is cranked shut, but not locked so it's not tight. I actually like that sound. I can hear yet another red squirrel upstairs (I do not like that sound) and I am hoping he goes into the trap I set for him. The new trap I brought with me from home is great, so easy to use, just a flip of the handle. I have caught 3 of the little buggers in the past week. There must be  a hole somewhere with a sign that says "enter here". The joys of living in a very old house. 😑 Well, here is a better capture -I threw out some apples. My aim is very bad and they didn't go very far from the de