Having been a Southerner most my life, in Texas and Japan, it was a bit of a transition coming up here and settling in Maine with my dear. I like to talk about it as if I’m in Game of Thrones, hehehe: I was whisked away from the warm southern coast to the north and the land of winter and… winter was coming!!
And come it did. Here’s a quick rundown of my snow experience so far: it snowed every once in a while in Texas growing up, pretty lightly for the most part. Then my college years witnessed one “Snowpocalypse,” which shut down the entire area for about a week – absolutely no infrastructure to deal with that. My Canadian professor was laughing hard at our weaknesssss…
More recently, it snowed once pretty heavily in Japan – about 6 inches – even in Amakusa where I was placed.
And then there was Maine! It was a completely different ballgame. The snow season cranked up in December and lasted until the first week of April this year, which was a real surprise to me. I think the peak occurred February 13th (don’t quote me) but here are some pictures that represented those conditions:
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