Well, we foolishly decided to go ahead with our annual trip with the neighbors to the Maple Tree Inn for pancakes and fresh maple syrup. We were supposed to get a little bit of snow, but the way things have been this winter we figured it would be on the low end, about an inch. No problem. Well, it ended up being quite the blizzard, one of the bigger snow dumps we’ve seen this winter. Following the Hortons, we could barely see their car:
It was really very pretty but at the same time quite terrifying; we almost bit it just at the end, within a few yards of the Maple Tree Inn. (“Whee! That was fun!” said Brian. I disagreed.) Fortunately, we got there in one piece!
And, (go figure), there was no wait at all! So we were soon eating pancakes to our hearts’ content.
(Looks happy, doesn’t he?)
Calvin with the Hortons… somehow he managed to sit far away from the kids!
Me and the boys… pancake time! We went downstairs to see the evaporator, but it was not going. Also, Eli was terrified of the room full of antiques, and the evaporator too. I really don’t get it.
