This weekend we all went up the mountain in search of mistletoe with Brandon's Cub Scout Troop. What a wonderful way to pass a day, really. It has been cold - for So. Cal - and as we drove up the mountain, we started seeing bits of white peeking at us from between the trees. Then we started seeing it sprinkled on the ground at the sides of the road. It looked exactly like powdered sugar! All my kids are in the back of the car yelling out "SNOW! Mama, Dada, I see SNOW!" It even made me positively giddy. Finally we arrived at our destination, aptly named "Mistletoe Mountain" by my boys, and we got to work with clippers and ladders, and long pole cutters. The mistletoe around here grows on the oak trees - a parasite actually - and clumps up around the branches. It has lovely little white berries, and smells wonderful. The rangers are actually quite keen to have us (and others I assume) cut it down, as it will eventually choke an oak tree, if left unchecked. Good for us (it is the troops only fundraiser) and good for the tree. Can't beat it. But the best part of the day was watching my babies play in the little patches of snow, learning how to make snowballs, and then figuring out what to do when they actually get HIT BACK! LOL. And to the troops credit, when we were finished there was hot chili and corn bread - but the best? Hot chocolate. With marshmallows. A lovely day.
Can't wait to go back next year.