Another Ring Found in the Snow… Well, Almost ❄️💍
Last night I received a text from Rav — and you could feel the stress through the phone. He was supposed to be leaving Wednesday on vacation with his new fiancée, but there was a problem: his engagement ring had vanished while shoveling snow in the large front yard of his home in Lawrence, New York.
Snow, cold, metal gloves — never a good combination.
Rav had a few spots where he knew the ring could be. Those were my first targets. I carefully scanned each area… once… twice… three times. Nothing. Not even a hopeful beep. At that point, I’ll admit it — I was starting to think this one might turn into a waiting game until the snow melted.
Just as I was about to regroup, I suddenly heard Rav yell out,
“I FOUND IT!”
I turned around to see him standing in the driveway, holding the ring. It turns out that while using the snowblower, he had taken his gloves off right there — and that’s when the ring slipped off. The snow hid it perfectly until the light hit it just right. He spotted the glimmer and picked it up himself.
The relief on his face said everything.
Even though Rav was technically the one who found the ring, he still insisted on paying my full reward. His reasoning? Process of elimination. Since the ring wasn’t in any of the areas I had searched, it had to be somewhere else — and my being there led him to the answer. I only accepted a partial reward.
The truth is, if he had waited until Friday, when the temperature was supposed to hit 55° and the snow melted, the ring probably would’ve surfaced on its own — but by then it could’ve been crushed, bent, or damaged by cars in the driveway. And most importantly, Rav didn’t want to leave for his trip with that stress hanging over him.
As he kept saying,
“If you weren’t here, I never would’ve found it.”
That’s a win in my book — and another happy ending just in time for a vacation and a fresh start.
