It was so nice that I drove home with the windows down. If you don’t believe me, check out the photographic evidence supplied on the left.
It was gorgeous. I even went for a walk when I got home because it was so nice.
Since this is Maine, however, it’s not 63 degrees and sunny today. It’s actually 30 degrees cooler. And snowing.
Yes, Modern Philosophers, it’s snowing.
On Easter Eve. Is nothing sacred around here?
Finally, Spring had arrived. Just in time for Easter. It truly was a Good Friday!
I wonder if April snow showers bring May snow flowers…
I have a theory that it was a Mainer who came up with the idea of painting Easter Eggs bright colors. That way, they would be easier to find in the snow during the Easter Egg Hunts. Imagine how many white Easter Eggs were never found until the thaw?
The sad thing, Modern Philosophers, is that no one up here is surprised by the weird change in the weather. It’s just life in Maine.
And you wondered why Stephen King wrote such twisted stories…