It’s snowing again as I write. The same band of non-threatening pygmy flakes has returned and is slowly and silently, but diligently, filling up our much-plowed driveway. This has become boring.
Our sunny Valentine’s Day weather was more unusual and threatening, as you can see here:
Those are the island-protected and usually placid waters off Naskeag Point being tormented by gusts of winds in the mid-30s and higher. That’s miles-per-hour. The temperature was in the 20s. That’s Fahrenheit degrees. The powers that be issued a small boat advisory and should have issued a small person advisory. Some gusts almost knocked me down.
On the other hand, white caps (also known as white horses) and rollicking waters are much more interesting in action than pygmy snowflakes at work.
(Images taken in Brooklin, Maine, on February 14, 2025.)