Blind Pig Readers Send Snow

Blind Pig Readers send snow
I asked for snow-and Blind Pig readers sent me 5 inches! I swear when I wrote yesterday’s post, whining about my lack of snow, I didn’t even know it was supposed to snow. But by mid-day when The Deer Hunter brought the girls home from a school function-the driveway was white and slick-forcing them to leave my car at the bottom and walk up to the house. (Chatter actually walked in her socks because she didn’t want to ruin her shoes-crazy girl).

Sledding in western NC
In a couple of hours there was enough snow to sled down the driveway;

Tipper got her snow


and down every hill the girls could find.

Snow in cherokee county nc tipper
After I tired of following the girls around and laughing at all their shenanigans I headed for home-deciding to take the long way around so I could enjoy the snow while I had it.


I had Robert Frost’s poem Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening fresh on my mind-because C. Ron Perry sent it to me after reading my snow request post.


Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep.
And miles to go before I sleep.
And miles to go before I sleep.


As I walked, I thought how in days gone by I too could have heard the jingle of a harness as I sat in woods which were quieted by snow. Mostly I thought of the beauty of each snow flake-of how they piled up high to give me the desires of my heart-a big snow.

The magic of the snow falling softly around me-made me feel as though every snowflake was sent by a Blind Pig reader especially for me. And that made the snow even more lovely than I could have ever imagined.


*Robert Frost, “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” from The Poetry of Robert Frost, edited by Edward Connery Lathem. Copyright 1923, © 1969 by Henry Holt and Company, Inc., renewed 1951, by Robert Frost. Reprinted with the permission of Henry Holt and Company, LLC. Source: The Random House Book of Poetry for Children(1983).


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  • Reply
    February 4, 2013 at 3:47 pm

    See Tipper, I told you Saturday that I was sending you some snow! Power was out all day yesterday and just back on, why the late response. Sounds like we still need to send some to Miss Cindy! You are right Tipper, those snowflakes were sent from my family especially for you and the BP Gang!

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    janet pressley
    February 3, 2013 at 11:02 pm

    Still waiting. Lovely!

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    February 3, 2013 at 10:24 pm

    I’m very happy for you, enjoy!

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    David Templeton
    February 3, 2013 at 7:08 pm

    Wonderful post, Tipper. Two posts, actually; your great piece and then Ron’s contribution of Robert Frost’s haunting poem. Perhaps it seems like sacrilege to borrow from Frost’s poem but your snow story and pictures reminded me that I still love to play in the snow and will for many years to come. So, I borrowed Frost’s rhythm and rhyme and wrote the following:
    Whose face is this? I think I know
    He seems a whole lot older though
    I wish I didn’t see him there
    His once dark hair now turned to snow.
    The looking glass will not be kind
    and show the lad I am in mind
    Now wrinkled brow and chin to spare
    Replace the youth I’ve left behind
    I give my head a hopeful shake
    and think that I will soon awake
    I blink my eyes but he’s still there
    A fat old man, no handsome rake
    But now is not a time to weep
    A snow has fallen, fallen deep
    Grandkids with sleds are standing near
    And I can play before I sleep

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    Eva Nell Mull Wike, Ph.D.
    February 3, 2013 at 5:12 pm

    Tipper: I should have responded early – as to making snow cream. You have to go to your barb-wire fence and clean the snow off the fence posts. That is the way our mother instructed us to get CLEAN snow. Then if it melts it will not have eewwwweeeee or whatever in it!
    Loved your post!
    Eva Nell
    p.s. With all our snow and being stuck in the house, the book is moving toward the finish line!!! And I found a very impressive publishing firm RIGHT HERE IN OAK RIDGE! I was worried because our publisher has closed his business since the last book. So not to worry now! Thank HEAVENS!

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    Patti Tappel
    February 3, 2013 at 3:53 pm

    Maybe I should write a post about no snow and the same thing will happen to me!
    It looks beautiful in your neck of the woods.

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    February 3, 2013 at 3:38 pm

    Hats off to the readers who were able to pull this request off. The snow is beautiful, but I was looking closely for snow angels. That would have been a great thank you to those who wished it upon you. I am glad it arrived and you are having great snow fun.

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    Melissa P
    February 3, 2013 at 2:54 pm

    Wow, Tipper, that’s some storm for y’all. I ” sent” it a fast as I could. It’s still snowing here and we expect it to continue for most of the week. Luckily, Michigan is set up for snow. My dear, late, Myer-in-law must really be chuckling in Heaven. Every year when we’d come for Thanksgiving or Christmas, I’d be looking for snow. I’m sure getting my fair share this year.

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    B. ruth
    February 3, 2013 at 2:04 pm

    and Ken
    You said you wanted to go rabbit hunting…I hate to bring this up amist the wonderful snow conversation, but…I wondered if Ken ever went rabbit hunting in a deep snow with a stick? Poke the stick in the rabbit hole, (brush and honeysickle thicket) then twist and yank out the rabbit! My Dad said that was his favorite way to rabbit hunt! I remember a friend of his showing up when we had about 7 inches of new snow on the ground. They were bundled up and off they went. I asked Mom, Dad didn’t take a gun. I don’t need one he yelled back.
    They did come back with rabbits…
    He called the method, “twisting out rabbits!”
    I love Robert Frosts poem…I love the silence of the snow. More noticible at night. Sometimes if those big fluffy flakes are falling you can hear them touching the icy part of the ground.
    Our snow is melting fast, but we didn’t have very much.
    Thanks Tipper,
    PS Before you make snowcream, take a glassful, let it melt and check out the little particles in the glass….ewwwwww! and I love snowcream…

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    February 3, 2013 at 1:17 pm

    Snow cream!!!

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    Mike McLain
    February 3, 2013 at 12:59 pm

    This has always been one of my favorite poems. I hope that next winter, I get my share of stopping in the woods on a snowy evening (or morning or afternoon or?)

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    February 3, 2013 at 11:03 am

    I love the snow; it figures it would come now, I am visiting my daughters and grandson right now! I am enjoying my time with them, and the warm weather and sunshine. When I get back to the cabin I’ll have to ask for more snow!

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    Canned Quilter
    February 3, 2013 at 10:12 am

    Look how much your readers LOVE you : )

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    February 3, 2013 at 9:49 am

    All this snow makes me want to go
    Rabbit Huntin’. I am so glad you
    got your snow knowing you wanted
    it so much. Now when you make
    Snowcream, just remember to eat it
    with a small spoon…Ken

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    February 3, 2013 at 9:30 am

    The snows here in Kentucky have been ugly this winter…all less than an inch with grass showing through. This weekend was supposed to be snowy with several bands of moisture heading our way. The prediction was enough to cancel schools in Louisville and that never happens. We ended up with a ground cover. The wind chill has been in the single digits, keeping even the bravest sledders inside.

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    Tim Mc
    February 3, 2013 at 9:27 am

    Glad you all got it,, just sleet here,, just keep it and any in the future, snow don’t excite me at all,,

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    Don Casada
    February 3, 2013 at 9:18 am

    I reckon I’m somewhere past getting old.
    Especially hard to get excited about snow when it’s between where you are and home.

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    Sue Crane
    February 3, 2013 at 9:14 am

    ask and ye shall………

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    February 3, 2013 at 8:59 am

    We look like your photos in Warne, MC
    6 inches on the ground this Sunday AM
    2-3-13 does that mean another snow from the folklore page?
    I so LOVE that we still have power too! Smiles, Cyndi

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    Ed Ammons
    February 3, 2013 at 8:41 am

    As much to my delight as your five inches of snow was to you, we here suffered not a flake. Driving to my grandson’s birthday party yesterday the sky to the west got dark and gray. I told my wife “that is snow.” “But it’s not snowing.” “It evaporating before it reaches the ground.”
    My grandsons would have loved to have gotten some snow, but they are both sick and wouldn’t have been able to play in it anyway.
    I got my wintersworth of the frozen stuff last week.

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    Janet Smart
    February 3, 2013 at 8:33 am

    Glad you got the some snow to enjoy. My husband doesn’t really enjoy it any more, but I get a smile on my face when I hear of a snow coming. We have a beautiful snow outside today, too. I miss going out with the kids and sledding, I told one of my sons yesterday that if this was 15 or 20 years ago, we’d all be bundled up out in the snow and sliding down the hillside. I miss that sometimes.But I did go out and walk around in it and we are enjoying watching the birds at our feeders.

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    Miss Cindy
    February 3, 2013 at 8:33 am

    Wow, that really is snow. Nothing here but a few flakes blowing around.
    Did you get Ken’s recipe for snow cream? Looks like you might need it.
    Miles to go before I sleep. Haven’t thought of that in years.

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    Barbara Woodall
    February 3, 2013 at 8:12 am

    You know you are getting old if snow does not excite you.

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    Sheryl Ormond Paul
    February 3, 2013 at 8:11 am

    Beautiful pictures, sorry we are not there to enjoy it.
    Thank you for sharing the poem, I had almost forgotten it.

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    Mary Shipman
    February 3, 2013 at 8:10 am

    Poem by Robert Frost.
    It seems like we too have been missed by snow this year.

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    February 3, 2013 at 8:03 am

    I enjoyed your snow photos for we only got a skiff of snow in protected places. My sixth grade teacher had us memorize the Frost poem many many years ago. I still remember most of it for it is one of my favorite of all his poems. Falling snow is a quiet, gentle event yet it energizes me.

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    February 3, 2013 at 7:32 am

    Thanks for sharing all your wonderful snow! It’s chilly and damp here this morning. Enjoying a cup of hot tea by the heater.

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    February 3, 2013 at 6:06 am

    I’m glad you got your wish! You know what? I almost didn’t see it but, one of those girls in that photo was you. My wife jumps up and down when it snows she loves it.

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