A Charm of Goldfinches

A Charm of Goldfinches

Until the other day, I had never seen more than just a pair of goldfinches at my feeder. Last week a flock of these lovely little birds came to visit. Facebook friends helped to identify them as non-breeding goldfinches. I’m not certain if they’re males or...
November Tomatoes

November Tomatoes

I have a good problem – I am completely overrun with ripe tomatoes. In November! At a loss for what to do with them, I’ve been pushing tomatoes. Just about every dinner I make lately has lots of fresh tomatoes in it.  Making and canning tomato sauce is a...
November’s Rude Arrival

November’s Rude Arrival

November arrived in a most rude fashion. Our little patch of woods escaped the worst of this first wintry Nor’easter with a few inches of icy, snowy, slushy mess. Just a few miles inland from the coast they’re shoveling out from a foot or more of heavy...
That Rascally Raccoon

That Rascally Raccoon

Raccoons, as cute as they are, are not welcome visitors at Downeast Thunder Farm. They long to eat my chickens and steal my suet feeders. A few years ago I found the suet feeder hanging from my my porch post open, the suet cake missing. I replaced the suet cake and...
Unfinished Business

Unfinished Business

November 1st dawned with the threat of a Nor’easter heading up the coast. The weather man has the nerve to predict 5-10 inches of snow for us. I am not ready for snow. I have too much unfinished business. The last of the garden cleanup is not yet done My garlic...
A Cat’s Spot

A Cat’s Spot

Have you ever noticed how cats like to sit on a “spot?” These random spots are kitty magnets. The spot may be a newspaper sitting on the floor. A dish towel that’s fallen off the counter. A t-shirt left on the bed. A box lid sitting on the floor. A...
Shades of Autumn

Shades of Autumn

As October comes to a close, here are a few of my favorite autumn photos from the month. Full color on the Mill River Wounded wing In transition Glorious maple Autumn on the East Machias River Serendipitous sun flowers Lingering butterfly Brilliant autumn barren The...
The Moose is Loose!

The Moose is Loose!

The moose is loose on Downeast Thunder Farm. At least the felt version. It’s been years since I saw a moose standing outside my window late one summer night. The crunch of his hooves in the gravel woke me and I froze in fear at the noise. When I finally drummed...
October Tomatoes

October Tomatoes

While visiting my folks in Pennsylvania last week, Mom and I stopped at a farm stand. Amongst the gourds and pumpkins, they still had fresh, ripe tomatoes for sale. Their growing season is about a month behind ours and I was feeling a bit envious. Until I got home and...
It’s Good to be Home!

It’s Good to be Home!

I’ve just returned home from a week spent at my parent’s home in Pennsylvania. It was a wonderful trip with lots of time for visiting. And shopping. Within a few minutes drive are shopping centers with every type of store imaginable. At home when we make a...
A Band of Blue Jays

A Band of Blue Jays

My bird feeders were three-quarters full when I left in the morning. By afternoon, I was surprised to see that they were all but empty. Then I spied a band of blue jays – four in all that descended upon the yard. Now I understand who’s raiding the bird...
Gone to Seed

Gone to Seed

This year I’ve done a terrible job with my flower beds. Few flowers got deadheaded and the weeds and grass are running rampant. The only places that got a little attention this year were the veggie gardens. Now, as the days grow shorter and the flowers spent,...
A Prickly Visitor

A Prickly Visitor

As I was leaving the house today, I found this little porcupine crossing the drive. Paul spied him down the road at a neighbor’s yesterday, so it seems that he’s making his rounds. Me being me, I had to stop the car and get a closer look. As I moved...
Startled by a Pileated Woodpecker

Startled by a Pileated Woodpecker

As I walked out the door this morning, arms overflowing with handbag, coffee, water bottle, lunch, day planner, and camera over my shoulder (yes, I could use a tote), a large black bird swooped out of the fir tree and flew straight at me. I think he was as startled as...