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So, Ya Wanna Move To Maine, Do Ya?
A friend of mine who lives in Southern California has recently begun to talk about moving to Maine. She’s been here many times before on vacation, and asked yours truly, the recently repatriated native, to give her the 411 on the Pine Tree State. I felt it was only fair to show her what this place looks like after the tourists leave.
Above: “Hey, you rotten whippersnappers! Git offa my snowbank-covered lawn!”
Ah, there’s nothing like the Maine in December: the snow is deep, the natives, ornery. Back in 1947, Christian missionaries first ventured into Maine in an attempt to win us all over to The Lord. Unfortunately, they made the mistake of starting their mission in the middle of January. We sure were awful hungry that winter. (But, on the bright side, you can substitute missionary for ham in your baked bean suppah, and no one will be able to tell the difference.)
And to think, winter doesn’t even officially start for another two days.
