Fact in your FACE! Things you never realized you’re dying to know about Maine.
I heard from a neighbor that Wednesday was a record high in Jonesboro for the date (March 17). I believe it was somewhere around 59 degrees. It was warm enough that I went for a run in shorts and a T and my nose turned pink, like a bunny’s. The weather has been happy-sun-with-cool-eighties-shades-on since I arrived this week. I was expecting something quite different, considering some of the warnings people had given me about Maine weather before I got up here. For instance, here’s a quote from a Mainer I had been in touch with in January:
“We were trying to remember, yesterday, why we wanted to farm in Maine! Our 4′ fences are under snow,… shoveling paths yesterday took 2 of us working for 7 hours nearly nonstop – with a shovel and a snow blower.”
So, I had been preparing myself for, you know, weather that would require snow shoes and tire chains. Maybe I brought some of the sunny southwest and Carolina blue sky up here with me? All I know is, I didn’t trek these mounds of woolen clothing up here for nothing, so Maine had better get its snow on some time soon. Ooooh, I regret saying that. Okay, knock on wood for me. Quickly now, before the storm clouds start rolling in. Thanks.