But the showy white blossoms last only a day or two. Below, a day later, and they're already falling. As fleeting as spring can be here, it can seem frustratingly slow to arrive in Maine. Now that we live 650 miles south, and busy with the demands of careers and two teenagers, we usually head north only in the summer. This year, however, we were lucky to sneak a few spring time days at the lake.
Temperatures are less extreme here.
Signs of spring can be less obvious in Maine. It doesn't look much like spring from the lake, looking toward the cottage, except that the ice is off the water. At first glance the woods don't show much sign of spring life. At first glance, there's barely a sign of spring in the woods and on the water. Nearby, purple trillium grace the wooded hills.