It wasn't your typical Easter Egg Hunt in Grand Lake, Colo. Saturday. It was more Easter On Ice (just as whack as Disney on Ice). Eggs were hidden simply by laying them in the snow early in the morning and waiting for a few more inches to fall. And — get this — they were REAL eggs, not the plastic kind full of candy. Traditional, hard-boiled, PAAS died eggs. Hundreds of them. My mother, who was visiting from Virginia where the temperatures were in the 80s last weekend, was in a bit of shock over the whole thing. She should have taken the hint when I told her that Easter outfits would not be necessary this year. Somedays I feel like I've stepped onto the set of "Northern Exposure."
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