I wrote a guest post for Shareen over at On The Verge. Fittingly, it’s running today when it looks like snow. Snow on Opening Day? Gotta love life in Maine!
The calendars might say that spring has arrived where you live, but the seasons follow an entirely different schedule in Maine.
A typical Maine winter begins in October and ends in March. While the rest of the world is dreaming of a White Christmas, Mainers dream of not having to dig out, yet again, from under a White Halloween, a White St. Patrick’s Day, and a White Easter.
A few years ago, I lost control of my car during a blizzard on April 1, and ended up in a ditch at the side of the road. This led to an almost paralyzing fear of driving in snow, and also caused me to really dislike April Fool’s Day.
Winters have been so harsh in my neck of the woods, that I’ve self-diagnosed myself with Post Traumatic Snow Disorder. My form of PTSD might not yet be officially recognized by medical professionals…
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