Well, so much for an early spring around here. Portland got 13 inches of white, fluffy stuff yesterday. I knew it was too good to be true. All January, all February little or no snow action and now March, and it's POW!. It's Maine. It's going to be white! I just know it. It's like being at the tables in Vegas and you're winning and winning. If you're like me, you begin asking yourself when do I get out? When do I push back? If it can't get any better than this, now what? Oh well, March in like a lion... out like a lion? I wouldn't bet against it.