I wore a short sleeve shirt under my Working Stiff Toga, put on a lighter jacket, and even opened Zombie Car’s windows as I drove home from work. I went for a walk on my lunch break, and I could sense that Spring’s arrival wasn’t far away.
Best of all, the snow started to melt. Bangor has been plagued with 121 inches of the annoying white stuff this Winter, and we’ve pretty much run out of places to put it. So it was like a gift from Zeus to have it begin to turn to water and trickle off into oblivion.
And now it’s snowing again. They’re saying we’re supposed to get 8-12 inches. It seems like a cruel joke, but it’s really happening. Who knows when this snow will get around to melting? I thought I’d better preserve this moment just in case we never see our sidewalks and streets again…
For all we know, this might be the last time any Mainer ever sees blacktop again. Future generations are going to want to know what the world looked like before the Winter of 2014-2015 brought about the New Ice Age and changed our planet forever.
That is my driveway. That is my front walk. You can even see most of my neighbors’ porch roof. When I wake up tomorrow, all of that will be covered in snow again.
There’s the street that runs in front of The House on the Hill. The end of my driveway is clear. You can see the roofs on the houses across the street. Up until the other day, I just thought they were all painted white.
Sure, my front lawn is still buried, but there isn’t nearly as much snow on it as there was when the week started.
Of course, that’s all about to change…
Tomorrow, we’ll all be walking in the street again.
I thought my wish had finally been granted, but now I wonder if there will even be a Spring in Maine this year. What if it just never stops snowing?
I wonder if those bushes will ever do more than hold snow again…
There’s my photographic proof that there is solid ground under all the snow in Maine. We might never see it again, but we’ll always know it’s there, holding up the white stuff.