Fiction by SLIM RANDLES
To The Desert Independent
November 28, 2020
WouldnĎt it be nice to come and go like gentle snow? Not the hard, wind-driven kind, but the soft kind Ö the kind thatís nice to kids and dogs. The kind of snow that builds up slowly on the porch railing until it is about six inches deep and bereft of bird tracks.
Then we can scoop some into big cups and pour some syrup or honey on it and once again taste our way back to childhood. We can do it even when our beards are as gray as mine is these days.
Iím told a lot of folks hate seeing those black and gray clouds moving in. For them, it means a cessation of warmth, a lack of green. It means the swimming hole down on Lewis Creek will belong to the muskrats and the huge trout we call The Lunker. For a few months, anyway.
But children have a grand time in gentle snow. Itís the time of snowmen, and snowball fights, of sliding down the hill on your sled. Weíll go down a steeper hill this year so we can be really fast. It gets dark early these days, of course, but somehow thatís not really a problem. Through the vagaries of the mysterious onset of winter, we discover that darkness shuts down our outdoor fun at about the same time Mom has supper ready. Itís a blending of times. Itís a magical mix that makes us jump out of bed each morning to see if thereís new snow outside. We can handle it, you know. We donít even talk about it. Somehow that would be profaning the experience.
Because soft, gentle snow tucks us in for the winter and makes us feel loved. It is a gift Ö just for us.
Brought to you by Dogsled, A True Tale of the North, by Slim Randles. Find it at https://www.amazon.com/.
"Home Country" columnist Slim Randles won three regional book awards for the two books he wrote in 2014. "Saddle Up: A Cowboy Guide to Writing" won for best how-to book and best cover design at the New Mexico/Arizona Book Awards in Albuquerque. Randles lives in Albuquerque and has a dozen books currently in print.