I tried to bring the sunshine from New Jersey back to Washington, but it didn't work. 50 degrees and cloudy yesterday, and 40 degrees and raining today. Great! It made me jealous for one second of everyone enjoying the weather in NJ until I remembered that jealousy doesn't help me enjoy the present moment at all. I think I also visited NJ during my favorite time of year--when everything is tipped with fresh, spring green, flowers are blooming everywhere, and the returning heat of summer makes you forget you spent the last 6 months cold. Bike riding with my dad through the wooded hills of Mendham and the wide-open farm fields of Cranbury reminded me that NJ has its pretty parts too, and the towns in which Colin and I grew up are some of the nicest places in NJ. But I also realized that I miss family more than I miss NJ itself.
Vermont was gorgeous and I'm still keeping my fingers crossed for the job in Burlington. It would be funny if we drove across country and ended up back east, but in my opinion we wouldn't be settling for anything if we ended up in Vermont. Curt and I got to drive into the Jeffersonville area as the sun was setting and thick, gray storm clouds were lifting after a violent and crazy rain. The mountains were green, the ground was all mud and puddles, the locals were out with chainsaws clearing the road of fallen trees for fellow townsfolk.
Last night we drove from Seattle to Marblemount and this morning we headed into the Methow Valley across the newly-opened-for-the-season North Cascade Scenic Highway. There were still impressive piles of snow lining the road and fresh ski tracks on the trails. We were a little sad that the skies were gray, as the North Cascade Scenic Highway is supposed to be one of the prettiest drives in the United States! We mostly saw fog. At least it was pretty fog. We had lunch at the cute Mazama Store and are now in Twisp as thunder rumbles and rain falls. Tomorrow we make our way closer to Idaho!
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