Today in Maine smelled just like the Pocono Mountains in Pennsylvania, at the Lighthouse Arts and Music Camp. My backyard is now overgrown with the strongest plants, and looks like a forest without trees. After a week of rain showers all the earth and greens are damp. There is a distinctive smell. It took me back to the first day as the Counselor of Cabin 6 at the Lighthouse Arts and Music Camp. I was just eighteen years old, loved the outdoors and being a Camp Counselor. A month at Arts and Music Camp suited me well. The first night at Camp all Counselors were asked to stay in their assigned cabins alone. It was a good experience, but it rained that night, and the damp smell of the Pennsylvania Woods was powerful, especially for a city kid like me. That distinctive smell is exactly the same damp, humid smell today, in Waterville, Maine. I moved to Maine to escape the Mid-Atlantic humidity. Global Warming must be making Maine smell like Pennsylvania. How long will it take for Maine's Climate, to become as hot as Florida?
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