Date: Nov. 14, 2006
Tags: Seven, Springs, Pa, Snow, Skiing, Real, Estate, Laurel, Highlands, Resort

While shuffling through the recently fallen leaves on one of the resorts pathways, “ I can smell winter coming”.  

 

Well, I’m not really sure what that quote means. One of the “true locales” (a person born on the mountain, not transplanted here like most of us) made that statement the other day. He said it with the voice of authority leaving me to believe winter would soon be here.

 

I began to wonder what he smelled and was I capable of the same smells. So... How do I describe what I smell? I can smell the mix of wet leaves starting to morph into fertile humus. I smell smoke from the many nearby fireplaces. On occasion I smell a hint of cinnamon as I past the many homes.  Are these the smells of coming winter?

 

I guess these smells along with the crisp air are indicator of the “smell of winter coming”.  In any event those of us who ski are ready for the snow to fly.  Probably the scenes like those at the top of this page are the true indicators of “winter coming”. 

 

Last year we were skiing the Saturday after Thanksgiving.  So, with the “smell of winter coming”, the crisp air, and a little luck we’ll repeat last years' early start.

Posted by: Maureen McCabe
Date: Nov. 17, 2006

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