Mile Marker 110

Yesterday was a very special day for me.

Some work-related travel took me across the state of Wisconsin on Interstate 94, up to West St. Paul, before returning to Milwaukee. It was while passing mile marker 110 on the highway that I saw snow for the first time in over two and a half years.

At first it was just small portions of white in the grassy median of the highway. While continuing on the highway, the amount of snow increased until in some places I saw fields of white. The most beautiful part was that these fields were accompanied by trees at the peak of their autumn reds, oranges, and yellows.

While I took this all in, I wondered how many drivers around me were muttering to themselves about how it's too early to have snow on the ground. I also thought of my expatriate friends in Chiang Mai and how many of them, like me, probably would have appreciated this sight.

I drove more than 10 hours yesterday -- it was a long day with a lot of mile markers passed along the way. Mile marker 110 made it worth the day.