My thermometer says its 54 deg. f. outside. The highest temperature I've seen this summer is 89. The official temperature for Rangeley, the nearest NOAA certified weather collection point, was 92. I'm quite a few feet higher in elevation, which is why my temperature is usually 2 to 8 degrees cooler. We'll still have something called Indian Summer, which is a couple of warm weeks in September. We may get a warm spell in October, but that's the same month when snow often starts to fall. The change in the foliage will happen soon, starting in just a couple of weeks. The land will turn bright orange and red, and tourists will come from across the globe to see it. Strangely, people from just across the Canadian border will come view our trees - even though I'm pretty sure maple trees don't care what side of the border they're on and those provide the greatest colors. Many years, I get a tour bus in my driveway. Many GPS systems seem to think my driveway is a road. It was once a road - for logging vehicles. It was never a road fit for a tour bus. They come up the private road, see a paved driveway, and come visit me by mistake. I'm so used to this that I have now fed the entire tour bus snacks and drinks, while they meandered around on my lawn and took pictures. I'm not even kidding. In their defense, it's absolutely stunning. Hold on... Here's what it looks like - except this isn't during peak foliage season, it's near the end of it. I'll try to find time to get pics of it during the peak this year. I'm sure I have some, but I know where these pictures are located on my NAS! https://imgoat.com/uploads/00da03b685/138112.jpg You can see a couple of the buildings on the farm, actually. The one way off on the right is a horse stable and the indoor riding arena. The one closer to the middle is where the cows hang out and get milked - and that's also pretty close to where the bacons live. Anyhow, the temperatures are dropping and they'll continue dropping as the season changes. Pretty soon, I'll get to smash some snow - and that's pretty much the most awesome thing on the planet. I love smashing snow! I not only smash my own snow - but I smash snow that doesn't even belong to me. I make a trip into the village and, along the route, I smash the snow for all the older people along my road. If I see you outside shoveling to get to work, I'll stop and offer to smash your snow. They don't even charge me money! I'm pretty sure they don't know how fun snow smashing is, or they'd charge me money to smash their snow. As it is, they often try to pay me for smashing their snow. However, I only accept baked goods, hot meals, or handmade craft items as payment. This will be my second year being allowed to smash the snow at the church and Grange Hall. I don't actually go to the church, but they asked me if I'd smash their snow. I curbed my language and didn't say, "Fuck yeah!" I used it as an excuse to buy a sander! Picture an F-250 with an 8' plow - and another 1200 pounds of sander and sand in the back... Yeah... It's that awesome. I pretty much don't *have* to stop for much of anything. I could drive right through your Prius and probably not even feel much of a bump! I could probably park in your living room - and then just pop it into 4w low and keep on going right through it! Winter is awesome... Also, I made this sub kinda 'cause I wanted to express the awesomeness that is Maine. I could live pretty much anywhere. I pick here. I pick here for a whole host of reasons.