Things are looking onwards and upwards this season in Maine, with oft-gray skies; until you look down, and find the snow is still there.
One month after I (pathetically) tried to free a little tree from the snow, the powdered frozen water had melted around these parts enough that the snowbanks are mostly gone, and the dirt once again constituted the path. …The tree is still in the snow, though. And so are we, apparently, that it precipitated this morning.
‘An inch,’ they said. It’s supposed to be Spring now, but Maine gets snow in April. I think I remember it snowing in May one time. “April showers bring…May snow,” I said. I think. And while my head’s full of crap (it certainly feels like it, not sleeping when I should), Thursday was full of mist.
Sometimes the Northeast gets so much snow that roofs are damaged by the weight of it. And if not that, then an avalanche of snow may come down and knock the railing off the porch.
That happened last Winter. Or the Winter before that, I don’t remember; no real schedule moves around here anymore. The Newman’s Own, however, sure moves.
Fig Newmans, in particular, as I ate too many. Like chips, video-gaming. (I explored the crap out of Beach Day.) I didn’t exactly like the stomach cramps that followed. But who can deny that face?
People with Coeliac disease, that’s who.
They replaced the wheat with barley, but it still contains prolamin (gluten)… Actually, I’m not sure people with Coeliac disease need to avoid this, given the disease is caused by a reaction to gliadin, specifically (just one of the prolamins).
Well, unfortunately, that sums up the end of March over here. Or just Thursday and Friday. I’ll let you know if it snows in April. Have a good rest of the weekend! 🙂