What a spectacular sight it was to see (and later
feel) on our drive between ski areas - a 15 foot high bursting flame fed by the debris from a fallen tree. We just had to stop and visit Edith tending this blaze - and
visit her dog “No-no” (no exaggeration). You see, this tree had fallen
across Edith’s driveway and she just had to get rid of it right away so what better day (near zero degrees??? –
clear blue sky!!!) to warm up and, as importantly, attack that mid winter case of cabin fever.
Edith greeted us with a little New England caution but Zip’s friendliness quickly put her at ease as we drew
in close to soak up some of the warmth.
We then learned how No-no (her dog) got her name. It seems when Edith broached the topic of getting a dog with her husband well, you
guessed it, he responded Nooooooo Noooooooo! Well – Edith, showing another
New England trait – stubbornness – would not take one or two or 10 “Nos” for an answer. They finally agreed that it would be a good idea to get a dog and, with classic New England humor, they
both named the dog after his initial response – “No No”.
Thanks Edith for letting us warming our skinny
bodies by your fire – I will always be reminded of our visit to your fireside by the ember holes in my Ski Odyssey Vest
– I wear those holes proudly.
After that day of Waterville
Valley and Gunstock, I said good-bye to Zip as he headed back to Maine (it was a wonderful day and a half, Zip - thanks for
joining me and for the great laughs!) and met up with my dear brother-in-law David from Washington State back at Jon, Jeff
and Doug’s place.
