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The following morning brought two big surprises.
First, the largest snowstorm the region had seen in a while was suddenly on the near horizon. The trajectory of an oncoming cold front had switched directions unexpectedly and Pitkin Point found itself in the path of a major winter wonderland producing storm one week before Christmas.
Second, parked outside The Thinking Bean was the next big event of Mistletoe Madness, a two horse team pulling a wagon full of hay or, as Zeke had dubbed it, The Jingle Bell Hay Ride.
The wooden wagon was charming, decked out with real pine boughs and big red bows draped along the sides. Inside the wagon were bales of hay set up like benches around the edges, so several people could sit and enjoy the slow moving scenery. Several thick horse blankets were
