Overnight, we went from rainy early spring weather, to many inches of fluffy, wet snow covering everything. I woke up at 2:30 am and saw a wonderland that was so white it appeared to be nearly daylight outside. I failed to find the camera, but luckily my sister got a picture as the sun came up over the corner of our backyard.
It took twice as long as usual to get to work and a necessary detour afforded me a truly unexpected Cold Mountain moment. I was coming up over a hill in Richfield, driving slowly down the snowy road surrounded completely by white trees on either side. Suddenly I saw four large crows, ravens really, alighting upon a slightly less-than-romantic grouping of trash bins. I had a momentary urge to get out of the car and savor this silent, ethereal scene. Later, on the way home on the now clear highway, I saw four vultures on a side rail. Is the universe trying to tell me something?
I spent last weekend visiting good friends in Columbus. One of the highlights of my visit, on recommendation from my friend Alicia, was a trip to Jeni’s Ice Cream. Absolutely the most amazing ice cream I have tasted in the last few years! Jeni’s specializes in rich, complex, unexpected concoctions. I was drawn to the display of ice cream sandwiches made with homemade French macarons. Little Miss. Norah, aged three, finished every last bite of her decadently rich Dark Chocolate; while I enjoyed the delicate flavor of my pale purple-hued Lavender Merengue. It tasted like summer, macarons, and a dream wrapped up together. I have it on good authority that Heinen’s grocery carries Jeni’s…this could be dangerous!