The last time I posted here, Maine was experiencing a major cold spell. Today, on the first day of the last month of 2014, we have set a record for the warmest December first since thermometers were used to measure something other than the internal temperature of turkeys.
It reached 60 degrees this afternoon in Portland; the average for the date is 42. And I went for a ride, with the understanding that it was likely to be the final one without my Antarctic gear.
Indeed, at 11 pm, it's 37 degrees, with a low of 22 predicted. Snow tomorrow night. Well, it was bound to happen - this is another Maine winter after all
My last ride was just before Halloween, and Mike and I admired this artsy little display in a neighboring town boasting refined residents. In my town, we wait for the kids to snatch pumpkins from gardens, and smash them in the roads. Then we gather the exposed seeds to provide our little vandals with a fresh crop of gourds for the next autumn.
My last ride was just before Halloween, and Mike and I admired this artsy little display in a neighboring town boasting refined residents. In my town, we wait for the kids to snatch pumpkins from gardens, and smash them in the roads. Then we gather the exposed seeds to provide our little vandals with a fresh crop of gourds for the next autumn.
Mike blocks my way to the sandy beach, knowing my proclivity for stupid scooter stunts
