It is mid March and winter’s wind continues to blow fierce and strong here on the north side of a small mountain in Maine.

Thin white patches of snow form a random patchwork throughout the Enchanted Forest and along the cooler edges of the meadow.

Robin birds arrive and there have been days so warm that a jacket is no longer required nor adorned.

My dear friend Nora Russell Troll has been out gathering moss; twigs and bark while on the lookout for any greening that may have begun.

I later discover while out walking in the forest that Nora Troll has left me one of her delicious flourless chocolate cakes.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Each year, it’s always the same, Nora Troll bakes this generous cake, dusted with fairy dust and left in a clearing for the Wizard and I.