When you're a 40 something single mother of a teen with lots of ambition, you find yourself in all kinds of interesting adventures and situations. Come back to laugh at us any time you feel the need, heaven knows where we'll be doing what next. Here you can expect a few words, a lot of images and hopefully ideas on what you can do for your next adventure.

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Monday, March 28, 2011

It's all in how you look at things

Growing up we had a children's book called "The Churkendoose" and one of my favorite (and evidently memorable) quotes was "It's all in how you look at things". I've hear that line running through my head quite a bit in my adult life.

Obviously, the Red Squirrel that has decided to call my back yard his own hasn't heard this quip. He descends from the tops of the pine tree and barks incessantly at anything that moves. The Gray Squirrels, the Juncos, the dog, me - even the leaves. He was a particularly nervous Nelly today - the dog was lying on the back porch and with the gusty winds we had this weekend, I thought he was going to have a meltdown! He would start at his perch, run down the tree, grab some seeds then run back to his perch. Over, and over, and over, and over again I watched him clambor up and down. If only he knew to let sleeping dogs lie and that leaves - although they move - are of no harm.

'Oh my gosh, everything in the yard is moving!'

'Bark! Bark! Bark!'

'Good Lord man, get a grip!'

'Gmphst mmmnth gmptht'

'Did I see the dog move? Are you sure? Was that a leaf?'

'I really like it here. Good seeds. Gmtphth'

'What was that!'

'Bark! Bark!'

'Hey lady! Can we do something to get rid of him?'

'Ok, I'll just stwuff mah mouph'

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Another sign of Spring - the Eastern Phoebe

Imagine my delight to look out the back window and see that the Phoebe was back. It's a windy and chilly morning and I feel bad for the poor thing. He is a speck of light in what has been a most trying week, though - his sight is most appreciated. ♥

Brrrr, what was I thinking flying up here so early?!

I don't see any bugs, do you?

Friday, March 25, 2011

Thursday, March 24, 2011

The opening of Sebago Lake - pull those ice shacks!

The recent warm spell we've had is putting the pressure on our ice fisherman. A few weeks back, at this same spot, ice shacks peppered the surface of Sebago Lake for as far as the eye could see. On this day, I needed a pair of binoculars and spotted a few, but not many. The dots you see on the ice in the pictures are fisherman and their sleds used to pull equipment. There is only one spot where you can reach the ice from the shoreline, since there is a swath of open water about 10' from the sandy beach to the actual ice. Ice fishing for me? Nah, I'll pass. Thanks.

The cove where the stream feeds in is almost wide open. Brrr that water looks cold!

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Canadian Geese at the Sticky River - Sebago

Checking out the Sticky River watershed on the outskirts of Sebago Lake we found plenty of open water and a flock of Canadian Geese. This is where the culverts are that the Monkey and I love to wet a line for pickerel, bass and other 'junk fish' for fun and it's looking like April 1st will definitely be a 'go'. :) 

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

My version of the 'Super-Moon'

Everybody's doin' it - I might as well too.

Monday, March 21, 2011

Photos from recent travels

I always have a camera with me. My cell phone, my IPod, my pocket-sized Canon, my Flip video or my big Canon - doesn't matter. You never know what you might see. Me? I have a thing for waterfalls and maple syrup buckets. :)

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Bug Light - South Portland

After our trip on the Eastern Promenade, we crossed the Million Dollar bridge from Portland into South Portland and followed Broadway to Bug Light park. There was plenty of parking, most people were passing through as part of the Harborwalk Trail. We weren't looking to walk quite that far.

Bug Light Park is a nice little place for a picnic, flying a kite, fishing for Stripers, Blues or Mackerel, a great overlook of the harbor and into Portland or just soaking up some sun and smelling some fresh salt air. I've photographed a few sets of Senior Portraits there as well. The park contains the Portland Breakwater Lighthouse - endearing called 'Bug Light' - as well as a memorial for the New England Shipbuilding Corporation and it's workers. The following is an excerpt from Wiki:
In 1940, the Todd-Bath Iron Shipbuilding Corp (later called the “East Yard”) was established to build cargo ships for Britain. When the United States became involved with World War II, the shipyard expanded to include the South Portland Shipbuilding Corp. (aka the “West Yard”), that later combined with the Todd-Bath yard to become the New England Shipbuilding Corporation. These shipyards built 236 of the 440 foot (134 m) long Liberty ships, more than 10 percent of all the Liberty ships constructed during the war years. At its peak, the shipyard employed some 30,000 people, including thousands of women, who took over the jobs vacated by men going into the service. The shipyard gradually ceased operations after the war ended in 1945.

It's amazing the history we have right under our feet.

"Bug Light" with Portland's East End (where the Eastern Promenade is) in the background.

Male Common Eider - such handsome creatures!

Female Eider

Long-Tailed ducks (aka Old Squaws) - they were babbling up a storm!

Common Mergansers

A Common Loon, still in his winter suit. Time to change up!

That's quite the mouthful he has...

Oh, the Long Tails must have figured out which direction they wanted to go in

I always take the time to say hi to Memere - she was a fantastic lady ♥ and a very good friend

Downtown Portland

East End - it's hard to see but close to the water is the Eastern Prom trail

A Song Sparrow singing his heart out!

A monument that stands at the entrance explaining how homes were torn down in order to build the shipyard.

A walk down the Eastern Promenade

We woke up to snow, not just on the ground but flying through the air as if someone had shook the 'great snowglobe' we were stuck in. I didn't know it was going to snow, and my immediate thoughts went out to the new tulip and iris shoots I had found sticking out of the ground the previous evening. I checked the forecast, a few showers would pass then the sun would come out. That's all I needed.

A quick discussion with the monkey elluded that he wanted to bike, I wanted to hike. That narrowed our choices of location to a biking/hiking trail. We had just completed the Eastern Trail at the Scarborough marsh, so that option was out. It's hard to find a good place this time of year, not knowing if the snow has melted or not. I knew one town where it would be pretty much obsolete - Portland.

We threw our stuff together and made the 20 minute trip to downtown P-town. It had stopped snowing at the house and we drove back into the tempest which was a good thing - not many people would be out yet. This trail tends to get really busy really quick. We rounded Munjoy Hill and a quick overlook of the grassy knoll beckoned us to come and play.

We parked the truck in the lower lot and watched the "Lionel Plante Sr" barge leave with two dump trucks, a propane truck and a few utility trucks. You couldn't have gotten me on that thing if my life depended on it, but they happily set sail in the direction of Peak's Island.

We went east along the trail, heading toward Portland harborside. The first thing to catch my eye were about 5 Song Sparrows who were singing in the scrub brush and examining the grasses next to the railroad tracks. So good to see them back! We saw many more pockets of them as we walked along, to the total of 13 by the time we were done. Northern Mockingbirds were aplenty as well, one of them perfectly reinventing the sound of a fire truck siren from atop Munjoy Hill. He's probably been living too close to the fire station for too long. A couple of Fox and House Sparrows, Robins, Chickadees, Grackles, Red-Winged Blackbirds, Cardinals, and Mourning Doves along the trail, Eiders, Mergansers, Buffleheads and a Pied-Billed Grebe within the cold Atlantic waters all made the list. A few hot joggers were also duly noted (I never pass up a man who runs.... "Come on, chase me!".

The train was running so we got to watch that chug by. It's amazing that it still runs, and being a boy the monkey was in total awe.

By the time we headed back towards the truck there were more people than I could count on both hands in sight at all times, I was convinced that our timing was impeccable. We landed back at the truck tired, chilly and very happy.

"Where are we going now", the monkey asked. :)

Would YOU ride on that with all those trucks? Can you say no fingernails?


Ft. Gorges

Mackworth Island

Cousin's Island

Ft. Allen Park

I wouldn't suggest putting your dog waste in this trash bin

Song Sparrow


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