This don't feel like Spring.

While standing in line at the Gifford's Ice Cream Stand in Farmington, the guy in front of me, an older gent, was waiting for his banana split, he turns to me and says "This don't feel like Spring". "No,no it doesn't", I said. It was 5 above this morning in Rangeley, and at noon in Farmington ,there still was a good chill in the air. Breezy too.

Errand done and a strawberry frappe' in hand. I headed back north along the Sandy River to Strong and Phillips, then turning up the mountain towards home. Sap buckets are out, there are bare patches of ground, and the rivers are beginning to break up. Spring in Maine. March in Maine.