Last week I ran in the hills behind my house. It was a 14 mile run, which isn't too long when it's a distance you've worked up to. But when it's a 14 mile run with constant elevation changes, it gets a whole lot harder. Add 20 degree weather with snow blowing in your face, and it's downright miserable.
It's moments like that when I really want to give up, grab my cell and call the local taxi service to take me home. But just as I looked up from my plodding feet, I saw something standing alone in the woods, watching me from between the trees.
I saw my first moose in Vermont.
For all the moose crossing signs on the highway, you'd think they're everywhere, but they're not. I've seen plenty of deer, wild turkeys, great blue herons, beavers, woodchucks, and even a bear. But never any moose. And here in the magical silence of the falling snow in the dirt roads of Vermont, was a moose.
I stopped and watched the moose for quite a while, and she just stood in the woods looking back. Snow was collecting on her head, and I couldn't help but feel sorry for her. Alone in the woods on a snowy afternoon with no one else around. I could have stood there for hours staring back, but I soon felt my sweaty back catch a chill, so I had to move on.
Luckily, the short break motivated me to run a little faster and push a little harder, all the while keeping a watchful eye on the woods for more winter friends.
After I made it home, I tried my hand at this Italian Hazelnut cake. Along with a hot cup of espresso, it quickly boosted my energy levels back to normal. However, I couldn't help but wonder whether the moose was still standing alone among the trees, snow collecting all around her.
Continue reading for more pics and the recipe!