A
few weeks back, my birthday week to be exact, I received the best gift ever.
Mother Nature gave me her finest. Taking my regular route mid-morning, I headed
out to Dundee to meet with my hairstylist for a cut and color and some fun girl
chat. A few blocks from home everything seemed to look quite different than is
usual for this time of year. I pulled my Jeep off road to get a closer look of
the white bark birch trees that line the property where I had stopped. The bare
branches and trunks were covered in frost; not glistening ice, but soft
shimmery frost. The sky was white and soft. It was magical – I felt as if I was
standing in the middle of the best snow globe ever.
