Never Woulda Thunkit

During my first full winter in Maine, several years ago, we got a good bit of snow on April 1. That was quite a wonder to me.

Well, imagine my surprise when I opened the blinds this morning and saw this scene outside my bedroom window.

Morning greeting (please excuse the window glare)

At first, nothing seemed amiss to my sleepy mind, because I had woken up to such a sight many times this winter. Snow, that is. 

However, it's April 16 -- and all that snow was not there yesterday. Granted, we still had some small, stubborn piles of the white-turned-dirty-black stuff that had been piled up by the snow plow. But that blanket of it was certainly not there.

Furthermore, haven't I been writing about how spring has sprung here???

Needless to say, once my sleepy mind woke up a bit, I realized that it had indeed snowed overnight as a friend said it might. Yesterday my landlord took the winter shovel and bin of melting salt off my deck to put into storage, and we were talking about how we hoped that report of snow was wrong and we'd get rain instead.

Thankfully there's not much of the powdery stuff, and it is melting quickly. I just find it all quite humorous. And, like most Mainers, the thought in my mind is enough already!

Here are a couple more photos of the white stuff, for your viewing pleasure.

View directly out the door

Alas, there's one last snow sweeping to be done this season

What unexpected thing happened in your world today?