Winters in the north are like no other. Some days, you just don’t know how long you’ll be cooped up inside for. When it snows or there’s freezing rain, newscasters always say, “If you don’t have to go out, don’t go out, at all.” With that said, unless you’re brave enough to venture out, curled up on the couch with a hot cup of cocoa, is always your best bet. Not that it affects me (since I’m on vacation), but luckily, we got a snow day on a weekend. A snowy Saturday bled into a rainy and cold Sunday. So here I sit, binge watching whatever I can find to be entertaining, on t.v. The warm and savoring smell of my dad’s homemade chicken soup, lingers throughout the house, and all is calm and tranquil, here.
I am soaking up every minute of all the snowy days, here in Maine, before getting back to reality and a whole new routine. I stepped outside Saturday morning to another winter wonderland. It snowed non-stop, all day. I took Teddy out and walked around for a bit, before his paws and my toes started to freeze.
Last year, around this same time, wasn’t nearly as covered in snow as it is this year. I don’t think it snowed until January, just a few days before I had to return to Oklahoma. I’m from southern Maine, where it can snow a lot, but not nearly as much as it does, hours north of here. I went to Jackman, Maine, one winter, where the snow was up to my waist! Jackman is about 3 1/2 hours northwest of where I’m from and sits near the border of Canada. It’s no wonder people love to come up to Maine to ski, snowboard, and partake in all other winter sports and activities!
(For outfit details: See my previous post)!