I don’t know what it’s been like in your neck of the woods, but here in Mahoosuc Mills, it’s been weird. That’s the only way to describe it: just plain weird. Wicked hot, in the 90’s, with about 150% humidity. OK, that’s not so strange. It is summer in Maine, after all. But when you throw in these clobbering rains everyday… I’m talking one minute the sun is shining, and the next it’s like the End of Days! Dark, ominous sky, whippin’ winds and thunder boomers with vertical lightning.
Poor little Scamp doesn’t know what to make of it, and neither do Charlie and me. We get up from the dinner table and race around the double-wide, shutting all the windows and doors. ‘Cause this isn’t a gentle summer shower, where you can leave ‘em open a crack. No, you do that, and you end up with a puddle on your carpet. Once the house is closed up tighter than a drum and the computer unplugged, we sit back down to dinner. But the air is so thick, you could cut it with a knife. The real kicker of this clobberin’ rain is that it doesn’t really do squat to alleviate the humidity. After, it’s still muggy as all get out as you go ‘round the house again opening all the windows and doors you closed ten minutes ago.
It was kind of like that last winter. We didn’t really get a lot of snow flurries. It was just all or nothin’. A foot or two of snow, then the temperature would go up to forty degrees and melt it. Then, it would freeze. Then, we’d get clobbered again. What a mess.
And that’s mild, compared to what other folks in this country are dealin’ with. How ‘bout Colorado, huh? With all those fires? And these hurricanes and tornados?
This black and white, all or nothin’ thing is everywhere nowadays: in Congress, ads on TV. Heck, even the common cold isn’t what it used to be. Back in the olden times, a cold would hit you, and within two or three days you bounced back. A week later, it was a distant memory. Now a cold runs two weeks minimum. Same with the flu, with you still feelin’ wiped out a month after. And these cooties aren’t just a winter thing anymore, either. They can latch onto you all year ‘round.
I long for a gentler time, one of snow flurries and rain showers, of compromise and negotiation, of discussions with folks really listening to each other. Of maybe agreein’ to disagree, then havin’ a friendly drink together.
But like my petunia plant after a clobberin’ rain, we bounce back, again and again. What else can you do, right? I love that old saying from World War II, “Keep calm and carry on.” Clobberin’ rain's a comin’, don’t panic. Close the windows, unplug the computer, pat the dog and sit back down to dinner. It’ll blow over!
That’s it for now. Catch you on the flip side!
July 13: Signing and Featured Reader, Books in Boothbay, 11:30am-3:30pm Signing, Book Reading at 1:00pm, Bootbay Railway Village, Boothbay Harbor, ME
July 14: Book Reading, Casco Public Library, 4:00pm
Comin’ Up This Summer
July 16: Book Reading, Rangeley Public Library, 6:00pm
July 20: Book Signing, Mooseville, 12:30-1:30pm, Farmington, ME
July 20: I Married an Alien!, Western Maine Storytelling Festival, 7:00pm, Farmington, ME
July 22: Book Reading, Huntington Common, 2:00pm (changed from 3:00), Kennebunk, ME
July 25: The Moose in Me, The Moose in You! Keynote Speech, DKG 2013 Northeast Regional Conference, Portland, ME
August 16: I Married an Alien!, Deertrees Theatre, 7:30pm, Harrison, ME
August 17: Islandport Authorfest, Book Signing with John Ford and Mark Ricketts, Kittery Trading Post, 11:00am-2:00pm, Kittery, ME
August 22: Ida: Woman Who Runs With the Moose!, ACT ONE Festival 2013, 2:00pm & 8:00pm, Portsmouth, NH
August 29: I Married an Alien!, ACT ONE Festival 2013, 2:00pm & 8:00pm, Portsmouth, NH
For details, please check out the schedule page on my website: http://www.idaswebsite.com/schedule