A fresh coat and a floating snowman.

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We woke up to six inches of new snow in our part of Maine this morning.

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Enough to make everything look fresh…

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Enough so the rhodendrons are wearing white hats.

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Enough so the husband had to shovel his way out to feed the birds.

(He’s started bringing the feeders inside every evening because once the deer eat all their treat, the greedy bastards turn to our feeders and break them all trying to extract the seed)

But as much as I love a fresh snow fall, it was this Facebook story that made me smile the widest.

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Chebeague is an island in Casco Bay.

I lived there for 6 marvelous years during my late adolescence.

My father died and is buried there.

I met and married my husband there when he was home on leave from the Marine Corps.

Accessible only by boat, life there can be tough. But it’s also magical.

So it doesn’t surprise me that this little snowman built near the water…

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Should break free and go on a grand adventure.

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I like to think he’s still out there somewhere ….

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On his way across the Atlantic.

❤️

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26 thoughts on “A fresh coat and a floating snowman.”

  1. Down in Newburyport there is a resident who somehow added penguins on ice to his shoreline and every now and then when the tide is up there they are bobbing in the eddy shocking those who are just passing by. I know I once did a double take. I love that I can visit all of New England on day trips.

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