Welcome to "Almost, Maine", a place that is so ar notrh, it's almost in Canada. Anid it's not quite a town, because its residents never got around to getting organized. So it almost doesn't exist. One cold, lear, winter night, as the northern lights hover in the star-filled sky avove, the residents of Almost, Maine, fid themselves falling in and out of love in unexpected and often hilarious ways. Knees are bruised. Hearts are broken. But the bruises heal, and the hearts mend - almost - in this delightful midwinter night's dream.