Spring in Maine looks a little different than most places….
Because we woke up to this today.
We didn’t have nearly enough snow this winter, but now? Almost a flippin’ foot fell overnight.
Daffodils and tulips?
Not quite yet.
And because all that heavy wet snow knocked out our satellite feed and someone can’t stand to be without the news for 5 minutes?
Yeah.
This.
At 6:30 am.
Looks like fun, no?
Ah…
Spring!
Forget zombies.
Forget nuclear war.
The pollen is here and I swear it’s going to kill me before the other things have a chance.
This year we’ve seen a crazy increase in pollen. While we normally have a few days of yellow dust choking our air every spring, here we are starting July and we’re still covered in the crap.
How much pollen is too much pollen?
The barn porch furniture is covered.
The kitchen porch is covered.
The back deck is covered.
It’s in every outdoor crevice.
And running down the driveway in streams after a rain.
Nothing escapes it.
Open your windows?
It covers the stove.
And the washing machine.
You know those crazy videos you see on the news…
The ones where someone shakes a tree and clouds of pollen emerge?
I saw our neighbor do that but didn’t have my camera handy….
It’s insane.
We had a very wet spring… and it looks like we’re going to have a very wet summer as well.
Our lawn is still part swamp, numerous perennials have drowned and I am beginning to feel moldy.
At times it feels like we’ll never dry out.
But the result of all this infernal moisture is green.
Sprawling lawns of verdant green…
It took us a little longer to get Casa River in shape this year….
Because as soon as the warm temperatures hit there was an explosion of growth.
My pink honeysuckle was glorious and grew twice as wide.
Every single shrub is screaming for a haircut.
And the plants aren’t the only ones growing.
We have a pair of foxes with a den in our woods. They come up every evening to feed and carry pieces back to their young.
The woodchucks babies are scampering every where and curious as all get out.
These two were fascinated with the husband’s wet, smelly work boots.
No accounting for woodchuck taste apparently.
Summer may have been long in coming…
But it looks like it’s going to be an abundant season.
But you look like weirdos this time of year.
Last fall, this buck was a 12 pointer.
Today?
He looks like a Princess Leia wannabe.
I mean come on…
The other deer are laughing at him.
And apparently, so is Chris Hemsworth.
Sorry guy…
But it’s true.
You do look kind of ridiculous.
It’s finally spring in Maine.
The temperatures are warming, the grass is greening and the deer in our backyard are spoiled rotten brats.
We put out a few bowls of grain and chopped apples in the late afternoon and enjoy watching them stroll leisurely up from the woods.
Yes, I’m talking about you.
So imagine my surprise the other day as I was taking pictures…..
And this one stuck his tongue out at me.
How’s that for appreciation?
Yeah, you.
Hey now…
Cut it out!
Don’t give me that look.
Cheeky little bugger.
Sailor’s delight.
Pink sky in morning….
Sailors take warning.
Our backyard sky Sunday morning.
Uh oh.
Our weather has been wacky lately.
Bright sun and 55 degrees one day….
Cold, snow and bitter wind the next.
Oh well..
We’ll get there eventually.
But not today….
Me, shoveling Tuesday morning…..
And not really enjoying April.
Come on spring!
Nothing blooming here but snowflakes…
But that doesn’t mean I can’t import a little now and then.
As for the upcoming holiday?
