Mike sent me a text message Sunday afternoon:
Yes, in fact, Kathy and I busily took photos of this rare Maine winter phenomenon
I've got a lot more, but they all look the same, and the forecast calls for a storm starting Wednesday evening, lasting into Friday afternoon. The weather people are predicting between five inches and a foot. If any of them look different from the last 50 snow shots I've snapped, I'll surely post them.
Oh, goodie - I just saw a snowflake...
It was a beautiful day, warm and sunny, dry roads, so Mike and I rode down to Biddeford, then back up through Old Orchard Beach. So inviting was that marvelous seven-mile-long stretch of golden sand that I decided that riding right on down to the sea was a really good idea.
It wasn't
Mike examined the situation with a straight face - for about 30 seconds. If laughter is the best medicine, Mike won't be sick for a decade, so great was his giggle fit.
It took the two of us about 10 minutes to wiggle, jiggle, lift and coax the Vespa to safety
I'm sure this will a funny to me as it was to Mike, and to Kathy, one day. I'll let you know.
While weather forecasters are often wrong, or at best, close-but-no-cigar, the crowd of computer-model-watching geeks got it really right this time. They stated that the Blizzard of 2013 would break records, and up my way, it certainly did.
In Portland, half a dozen miles to my east, the old record for a single storm was 27 inches - the city got 31.9 inches as of Sunday morning. Gorham, six miles west, received 32.9 inches.
My dear wife Kathy holds a yardstick in our driveway, indicting 30 inches of snow.
In the back yard, the drifts were nearly five feet tall
This has never happened to me - the snow was too deep for my snowblower to move!
Sunset over the neighborhood - good bye blizzard - hello spring
According to the weather prognosticators, my part of Maine is going to experience a blizzard unlike anything we've seen since 1979. Since Spring Training starts on Monday, it must be spring in my little world. So I am going to ignore the two feet of white fluff and focus on warm weather by digging out a few photos from summers past.
This is what we've be told to expect for the next 36 hours
But I am going to remember a summer sunrise over the sea
I'll remember the lady with the hat sitting by the bay
And I will marvel at the ways people will configure themselves to get an all-over tan, down to the palms of the hands and the soles of the feet
I'll envy the courage of those who surf in water that never, ever gets truly warm
And I will remember that it really won't be that long before I will enjoy another picnic in the woods beside the sea. So let it snow - it'll melt soon enough, and I'll be riding my scooter by the sea
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