midday
Gradually the storm lightened , the snow changed back into rain , and finally to mist ; but up on the heights the clouds still rolled wildly , and through their openings the white drifts bleakly shone . `` It 's all in the trip , '' said Berrie . `` You have to take the weather as it comes on the trail . '' As the storm lessened she resumed the business of cooking the midday meal , and at two o'clock they were able to eat in comparative comfort , though the unmelted snow still covered the trees , and water dripped from the branches . `` Is n't it beautiful ! '' exclaimed Wayland , with glowing boyish face . `` The landscape is like a Christmas card .