I’m not sure about you, but I get really excited when snow is on the horizon. And when I see the local ski mountains blowing snow like they currently are, I can hardly keep my pants on. Just ask the neighbors.
Sugarloaf Mountain is blowing snow right now. You can check out the current pictures on their Facebook page. And from what I understand, opening day is right around the corner. There surely is a group of people discussing the specifics this very moment.
I don’t think I’ve been like this in years past. Where I used to live in Connecticut and New York, if it snowed, it kind of just got in the way. That’s why I always yearned to live down south. But now, with something to actually do in the snow, life has changed. Just in the past week, Laura and I have noticed a sort of buzz in the air. We’re starting to see more people and the race is on to prepare for winter. Even Sam from up the road texted me last night telling me that it might snow tomorrow. I could read his excitement. Wonderful, isn’t it?
It’s getting colder, it might snow tomorrow, Thanksgiving is less than a month away and the state of Maine and the rest of northern New England is pulling out their skis and snowboards and buying season passes. I haven’t even mentioned snowmobiling yet. Don tells me that his sleds are now at the dealer being serviced for the upcoming season. I saw him drive his truck and trailer drive by the house the other day. I predict that within a month this state will come alive as it was not so long ago. And then, Laura and I can start hiking up on the hill again, like we did last season.