Given the unseasonable beautiful weather we’ve been blessed with as of late, the first full day of spring was a rude beginning. A month since we had any measurable snowfall and today’s Snow Day No. 4 feels like a step backward in the march towards spring.
Just yesterday I wrote about ice out, enjoying the promising sun. Maybe I shouldn’t have felt so optimistic, because this is spring in Maine and it’s just the way we roll.
Those busy little tail feathers make me smile! But boy, does that look like a cold swim!