What the air does out here
The Ice House at Mile 5 has sold winter by the pound since before this highway had a number. The roof is tin, the door handle wears frost in July, and the air that rolls out when it swings open is bright and cold, melon and berry and citrus over something clean. Out here they keep winter in a shed, which is more than most of us manage with our holiday decorations.
Who rides with it
August drivers who need one cold thing to believe in. Planners who pick their December scents in July. Anyone who misses sweater weather by June.
Pair it at the next stop
Winter Candy Apple waits at Mile 38 with the orchard's cold-weather answer. The lesson at the Ice House is rotation: scents change over the way seasons do, the berries and citrus keep this one from reading strictly December, and one cold scent held in reserve for August is a respectable habit. This whole road ends at Tis' the Season, Mile 109. Winter is not a detour out here. It is the destination.