Whenever I go on a golf course walk, I always find a stick, carry it around proudly, and then bring it home to put outside the door as potential firewood. Well, the other day during our walk in the snow, I found a stick. But it was not one of my usual sticks, it was a Popsicle stick! It was so delicious that I decided to sit right there and have it rather than bring it home. Amazing, how snow creates a whole new world of discovery.