How do you get your weather? The local news, NOAA, an app?
In Maine… we look to a slightly different forecaster.
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I’ve heard the woolies have wider black than rust this year.
*Gulp*.
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It’s been a while but my husband finally decided to finish the shed addition door.
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Yes, the entire wall is a door.
This is not going to end well, mark my words.
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It’s property tax time again and I’m not pleased.
Last year our taxes went up $1,000. The year before that, they went up $1,200. This year they only went up $500 so I should probably be relieved. But our town has no police force, no local ambulance service and a volunteer fire department so WTH are we paying for?
The nearly $5k is for our house on an acre and a half. The $1,437 is for the man cave/Barn Mahal on our other acre and a half. (The appraisers think the barn is unfinished and just for storage, so don’t tell them the difference please.)
We own our house, the mortgage was paid off years ago and that’s a wonderful feeling. But forking over what amounts to $532.75 a month for the privilege of being here? Not so much.
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Random photo of Lord Dudley Mountcatten, just because.
While most of you are enjoying tulips, daffodils and other cheerful harbingers of warm weather…in Maine things look a little different.
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We had a good old fashioned N’or Easter on Thursday.
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With high winds and wet heavy snow.
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It was the pretty kind that sticks to bushes and makes everything feel like a winter wonderland.
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But it also weighed down trees, snapped branches and left half of our state without power.
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I think we ended up with a foot, though with the wind it’s hard to tell.
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Since the temperatures hovered near freezing it was that awful wet, heavy snow that you have to constantly go out and clear before it becomes too saturated to move.
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Yes… springtime in Maine can be a bit of a challenge.
My husband may not be a mailman, but his version of that age old creed says nothing will come between him and his television. Not even the ripping Maine N’or Easter with 50 mph winds and heavy wet snow that pummeled us yesterday leaving half our state without power.
Thankfully we never lost electricity… but when my spouse lost the satellite signal?
Out he went.
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Digging in the shed for a ladder.
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Trudging across the back lawn…
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To knock the wet snow off the dish.
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Reception restored, he trudged back in the house…
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Only to return an hour later for more sweeping.
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What can I say?
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The man really likes his tv.
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Where there's only one step from the sublime to the ridiculous.