An Early Sense of Snow

On Saturday afternoon the weather drew B and me to our living room window time and again to watch how quickly the snow was falling, then to see if the picnic table had disappeared, then to worry whether the old apple tree would crack under the weight of its icy burden.

As we’ve come to learn, when a storm of this scale arrives in the Northeast, what it brings in great profusion is a muted hush, the sound of trees falling in the woods with no one there to hear them….

It’s barely been three seasons since we’ve dealt with a storm of this magnitude, and its early arrival is surprisingly thrilling, a bracing reminder of what full-blown winter brings, since winter is not officially meant to arrive for more than six weeks.

Here in the country, a storm means the chance to hunker down, read a book, stoke a fire, but not before scrambling to find snowshoes, snow shovels, and drat, where did we store that rock salt, again? The flurries whipped around our heads and blanketed the herb patch, and though the storm wreaked havoc on many surrounding areas—bringing down large trees and rendering entire communities without power—it was not ferocious enough to blot out our sense of adventure as we crawled our way up the road in our trusted Subaru to have dinner with new friends. Pear and pecorino risotto anyone?

The falling and swirling snow slowed our pace, forcing us to look with greater intention at the road immediately in front of us, and making us second-guess our turnoff. By the time we turned into our neighbor’s drive, the snow in their field was withers high to a passing deer.


About Smallpeace

Michele Karas is a poet, essayist, and longstanding professional copywriter, who currently works for a top-five US book publisher. Her poems and prose have appeared in literary journals, including Tinderbox, THRUSH, Alaska Quarterly Review, and Narrative magazine, among others. Michele holds a BA in Journalism from San Diego State University and an MFA in Creative Writing from CUNY, The City College of New York. Find her on Twitter @small_peace.
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12 Responses to An Early Sense of Snow

  1. Barbara says:

    This was so beautiful to read and look at that I’ve gone through it many, many times and have shared it with friends to enjoy as well! Keep these lovely pieces coming.

  2. Smallpeace says:

    Thanks for spreading some Smallpeace, mom! I wonder if we’ll have snow when you are here? xo

  3. I am hooked thanks to your mom! Can’t wait to read more. Maureen (also known as Zoe, the Coton de Tulear’s mom).

  4. Touch2Touch says:

    Snow that reaches “withers high to a passing deer.”
    You are sure you come from Manhattan/LongIslandCity???????
    I am suitably impressed. Country life has you firmly in its grasp —
    Lovely idyllic photos there —

  5. Jane says:

    Michelle, The snowy lake effect days yet to come at the Lake Michigan coast here in Kenosha WI would surly benefit from a writer like you who can beautifully witness and document their spectacular show As our Midwest “snowbirds” contemplate a migration down to your Mom’s hinterland to witness the sunny surf of San Diego, I am sure your lovely descriptions could temporarily circumvent the flight of a few, at least until the slush bites at their sense of adventure. I for one cannot see myself running from snow or moving permanently to a place where a white Christmas is an impossible wish. Next time someone complains about our winters, I intend to share this piece. My business partner is going to Peru for the winter. He will be my first. I enjoyed the photos and relate to your experience. As a matter of fact, I am also related to you.

    Cousin Jane

    • Smallpeace says:

      Welcome to Smallpeace, Jane!! So lovely to hear from you. And as an Illinois veteran—and now a Kenosha one—you certainly have earned your winter props. Isn’t it great that mom’s on fB? Nice that technology can put us all more easily back in touch. Great to see you in the spring, though for a somber reason. I’m happy you seem so happy. xo

  6. Smallpeace says:

    LIC girl by way of another life, I suppose, T2T. Glad you’re back!

  7. Michelle Nickols says:

    Michele – this is another Michelle. Friend of your Mom’s for over a year now. She speaks proudly of you often. I’ve heard so much about you, your husband, life, careers, city and counry living. Looking forward to one day meeting you. You are a very talented writer! (Husband is awesome photographer.) Hopefully I can accompany her to visit one day soon. Yours is the first blog I have ever subscribed to and am looking forward to reading and seeing more of your slant on life! Great sense of humor!

    • Smallpeace says:

      Welcome to Smallpeace, Michelle. Yes, my mom speaks fondly of you to me. Thanks for your interest in our weekend country adventures! Feel free to stop by any time! All the best, M

  8. Holy moly, what an adorable cabin! It’s almost the perfect stereotype of a New England weekend getaway. Looking forward to your updates!

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