I love how often the disasters that if we had control over we would not “allow”, are the things that lead us to great delights and adventures or just a deeper understanding we might have missed. I like to leave room in my days for those upsetting surprises. There is a new rule at work that Gnomi is not allowed so she spends the day in the car I take her for a ski mid day if I have time. Today was too busy. After I closed up the Nordic Center in the cold (it was ten below this morning) and dark night, I put on my skis so Gnomi could get a good run in before we drove home. I was cold and tired and especially hungry but the skiing was invigorating and Gnomi was loving it too so we went on and on and then I heard through the darkness and quiet the sound of music. I skied toward the sound and there from a lit house was coming an old scratchy recording of Italian Opera across the snowy landscape. I skied back and forth within hearing distance. It was the best part of the day.. of the week!