Food and Travel Blog
A Walk in the Snow
"I'm going caving on Sunday. Will you go snowshoeing?", my husband asked me last week. Past outings had been cancelled due to snow storms in the mountains and sickness. I was not going to miss out on this chance to finally see all the record-breaking amounts of snow in the mountains. It was still dark when we left early Sunday morning and it was cold when we arrived. My husband and his fellow spelunkers clanked and rattled while stepping into the gondola with all the skiers. A friend, and wife to one of the other cavers, and her daughter and I followed.
The men left to go find their cave and we started along a snowy path. I couldn't get over how beautiful it was. Snow at last! The path had been prepared and we didn't even need our snowshoes. When the fog came in, it made everything even quieter. More mystical. Perfect.
Citrus and a Walk Down the Lane
Walking down the (memory) lane
Waffles for a Sunday Morning
Apple cinnamon waffles
