As I look out the window into the frozen tundra, I'm thinking about ice. Ice on the windshield of my car, ice in the roads, ice that I've been scraping off the parking lot for days. It all starts off as pristine fluffy white snow. We make snowmen, snow angels, some even make homemade slushies or ice cream. (Have you seen this snow ice cream thing? I love the idea, but have never tried it.) Within … [Read more...]