From my old blog from out west. The principle holds in Indiana in December, 2018.

Cloudy, 32 degrees. There are about six inches of snow on the ground. Thomas and I took our walk this morning, crunching companionably through the snow crust together.

Snow tells a tale of the mountain that’s hidden the rest of the year. It reveals the intensely, almost manically nomadic nature of deer, and records the passage of other animals. This morning we saw rabbit tracks interspersed with bobcat tracks, a drama written in the snow, but with no discernible ending. Did the bobcat get dinner? Or did the rabbit live another day?

Snow tells part of the tale, but doesn’t promise more than that.

View over the Cabinet Mountains in northwest Montana
View over the Cabinet Mountains in northwest Montana, Christmas Eve 2007



4 thoughts on “Sunday Before Christmas, 2007

  1. Amazing mountains. We rarely get much snow these days (in south east England). I remember as a kid walking across the fields behind our house in drifts that would have gone over my head if I’d have walked in far enough. Our daughter is 10 now and has never seen anything like this, and perhaps only two or three winters where there’s been enough snow to get the sledge out even.

    I love your lines about the tracks in the snow and the story they (partly) tell. Very David Attenborough. (I’ve been watching his latest fascinating series called Dynasties –

    1. I too can see the difference in winters now versus when I was a kid. I love England, even though I’ve only been there once, and I would love to have seen those drifts! And I’ll have to check out that Attenborough series! Thanks.

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