The color of late afternoon, snow covered slopes

img_6470When we found out the kids’ school was cancelled for snow I made them stay up with me until midnight (Dawn was gone), they both fell asleep on the sofa, we’d been out in the storm past 10 and the sky had turned pink-gray, the trees looked ominous, lifelike, arms swollen white. In the morning, I’d gotten about five hours’ sleep and was in my robe and striped socks with my coffee when the guys across the street emerged with axes and chainsaws up and down the road collecting tree branches, busying themselves with all the tasks I knew I should, a tree down in our driveway, everything on its side and collapsed under wet snow…the discord of it, of nature smiting everything out by just a matter of degrees…no internet, no school or work…we walked to the store for a bottle of wine and a bag of chips, they said 32 people had called off…and all the trees looked flocked and gloppy with wet snow, it shook in idealized vignettes from each window: a large tree branch did a karate chop right down the middle of the net on our sports court, I dragged the wood to the fire pit and burned it, and across the street the guys who rent were out with their Datsun pick-up truck and motor bikes, and built a bonfire of their own of pagan scale, and I dragged an old Christmas tree across the road to contribute to it, and they had Miller Lite tall boys and Ginger crossed the Invisible Fence threshold snapping at the snow, galloping: Charlotte and Lily’s cheeks dotted pink, watching them from the den on the sofa with a glass of wine late afternoon, thinking how deeply I love them, no camera can capture it.

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William Pearse publishes memoir, travel journals, poetry and prose, and lives in the Pacific Northwest.
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31 Responses to The color of late afternoon, snow covered slopes

  1. Snowy thoughts! It is wonderful how the snow makes us slow down, for a change.

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    • pinklightsabre says:

      Yes Valarie! Brilliant isn’t it?! Most snow in about 5 years here, they say. Enjoy it while it lasts…nice to hear from you and happy (still) new year! Bill

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  2. fuadberolahraga says:

    Snowy thoughts!

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  3. Lynn Love says:

    Some lovely descriptions – the swollen limbs of the trees, the guys with their pagan fire. Nature’s shook her locks at you, showed you who’s boss. Sounds pretty impressive. Is it stuck with you now or will it all thaw and leave you with a soggy, mulchy mess? Hope you’ve got some supplies in and good to see you had your priorities right – wine and crisps 🙂

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    • pinklightsabre says:

      Hey Lynn and thanks for tweeting my post! Normally when we get snow (very rare, this is the most in five years) it rains right after and goes away. We get an extra day with it (school cancelled again), which is quite a treat…though hard to get out of our road since it’s gravel, and no one maintains it (we do), hence it’s not plowed, a bit shambolic to use a fun English word 🙂

      Thanks so much for your praise and comments here. Wine and crisps, indeed. Bill

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      • Lynn Love says:

        My pleasure for the retweet – I don’t really do Twitter or I’d retweet you more. Not that I really have any followers, but the thought’s there 🙂 Very, very rarely get snow here in Bristol. Now, where my mum lives, further north, well I often hear the roads out of her town (Buxton, Derbyshire) mentioned on the radio as they’ve been ‘cut off’ by snow – the A6, the Snake Pass, The Cat and Fiddle (named after a VERY high pub in the middle of the moors – think The Slaughtered Lamb on American Werewolf in London! )… Enjoy your Snow Day 🙂

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      • pinklightsabre says:

        Cool to hear reference to the A6, my how I miss driving about Europe.

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      • Lynn Love says:

        Doesn’t quite have the mystique of Route 66, though, eh? 🙂

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      • pinklightsabre says:

        It actually does, but it’s different. To me, at least.

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      • Lynn Love says:

        Majesty in the mundane 🙂

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  4. Wonderful prose. Capturing the moment we’re in.

    I get flustered when I’m feeling extra good with fam outdoors and I don’t have a camera to capture it. That is a venomous instinct I think. I appreciate much more your approach. Letting it go with purpose.

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    • pinklightsabre says:

      Hi Mark, thank you. I know the flustered feeling you describe, it’s funny. I go in and out of habit with the camera; it seems I’ve been ‘out’ for quite a while now. We took our family to Europe for nine months last year and obviously, lots of photo-taking there but I’m a bit overwrought with all the file management of it…the strange ‘bloat’ that comes from all the digital impressions now, it’s odd. Letting it go with purpose is a good way of looking at it, insightful. Thanks for reading and remarking, so.

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  5. I’d like to have been there for this. I can feel the quiet that goes along with lots of snow too …

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  6. santha81 says:

    Descriptive writing!!!!! I enjoyed reading.

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  7. rossmurray1 says:

    So glad you get to experience that great weight of a good snowfall. Through a good winter (around here) the trees can bear the weight because they have an opportunity to freeze up first. Your poor guys never stood a chance.
    Have you noticed the light different at night? How brighter it is with the snow acting as a reflector?

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    • pinklightsabre says:

      That makes sense about the trees. We lost some good ones and I have a ton of cleanup to do when it’s all through. Yes, totally noticed that light effect at night. SO in to that, so rare here…first storm like this in 5 years!

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  8. ksbeth says:

    what an amazing night/day!

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  9. The description was so vivid, I was mentally transported there. Nice post.

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  10. edbrummel says:

    One way or another, snow levels the playing fields.

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  11. No internet, no school or work + a fire + a bag of chips = the sound of one hand clapping.

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  13. ms.aineecbeland says:

    We’re in the midst of snowstorm after storm here in Leominster; it is lovely and scary for us. Best–

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    • pinklightsabre says:

      Lovely and scary is a funny combination. I had to look up Leominster, thought it was UK! Funny, right, it might as well be, all those NE names. Cheers my friend and thanks for visiting my blog, Bill

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      • ms.aineecbeland says:

        sure thing. Leominster is similar but not England; thought they are in hiearchy in all things doing with founding fathers, I imagine. I am not a well person and folks who encounter me don’t know what to think of my anger and disturbances on line.
        I walked home in the midst of the storm on Thursday, from a failed hair appointment that I tried to keep; so it was scary for me as I was unsure if I would reach home. I don’t have cell phone when I venture anywhere; I do frequent banks and ask to use their phone since we have account at certain bank; but I did not do so for this travel. Scary for not knowing how it would turn out; I reached home and so nothing bad happened. The mental anguish does not count as it was my fault for not staying home and phoning the shop after they were to have open to say that I will not ; but they were not open. They followed the town band on snow day or so I imagine. This has happened to me before with hairdressers; I need them more than they need me. Take care,

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