It's Still February on Peaks Island

Just another winter's day on Peaks Island. Another storm blew through last night and left us with one more mess to clean up. Living by the ocean in Maine brings very interesting storms on Peaks. Unlike the interior flatland, Peaks Island often has vast mixtures of moisture all within a single storm.

We started last night with rain followed by huge flakes of snow followed by sleet followed by more heavy wet snow followed by no electricity for a few hours followed by overall icing. What a fun event to scrape your shovel through all the layers trying to get a pathway cleared out before the temps drop below freezing and everything gets locked in. Oh well, at least for the current moment we're above freezing so the chipping can continue and some progress will be made.

It's almost March so we're just about into what I call the "grumpy" season. Cabin fever takes many forms on Peaks Island but one of the most common and repetitious is we love to argue with each other on almost any topic of interest to anyone at any given time. Sometimes, the discussions can be interesting but too often they just get tiring. I often think everyone should just go to their rooms, take a deep breath and enjoy the wondrous place we all live in. With the wet sticky snow, the trees, fences, buildings and anything in the way of the wind just catches the snow and makes for some attractive pictures today; enjoy, take a deep breath and await some warm rays of the sun. At least we can watch the Red Sox run around in circles under the palm trees! Hope is on the way.

Welcome to February on Peaks Island

Well, January has rolled on by and we're now into February. Of course, that means more snow, ice and windy cold but it also means we're that much closer to March, the start of my very own Spring!! One always needs mental games to survive a cold, snowy winter like this one. A couple of storms the past week but no electricity loss so all was well with a few more quiet days in the land of white and ice.

The pics for today are an utter mishmosh of collective mid Winter blahs removal; in short, I haven't quite lost it yet but I can see insanity from here. Too many meetings and not enough quiet time; more storms are needed to just put everyone in their respective "rooms" for a couple of days.

Put some gas in the vehicle today at Plante's, bought some food at Hannigan's and took a ride around the Island to charge the battery up. Of course, when doing the routine on Peaks, that's just when the magic of Peaks comes flying forth. Heading down to the backshore to look for a picture or two, my car is absolutely halted by a single line of 7 ducks waddling down the street in single file; frankly, they looked a lot like Islanders heading down Welch Street towards the 7:15 boat trying their very best to remain upright!

We also had a visitor over the weekend for a few days. Our son Josh and his lovely wife Heather had a chance to go down to Providence for a birthday party so we took on the care, feeding and laughter inducing dog of theirs, a young pug named Sophie. By the time we returned Sophie, our dog Otis (or Oddie on his bad days) was getting noticably tired of this intrusion of a wonderful bundle of energy into his space. The last pic of note was something I pulled off a food review site called RoadFood of a small breakfast joint in Portland. I loved the pic since to me it represents the very best of breakfast dining in a Maine joint. Hell, just enjoy whatever I sucessfully get uploaded. Survive the cooler temps we're all having right now and stay well.