Roe deer buck standing alert in a snowy field during winter in central Poland

A Proper Winter, at Last

A young roe deer buck pauses in a snowy field, surprised by an unexpected encounter on a winter walk

Winter arrived suddenly this week — the kind of winter I remember from childhood. Not the hesitant, half-hearted versions we’ve had lately, with mud instead of snow and temperatures that never really commit. This one came quietly but decisively: frost in the mornings, fields turning white overnight, and that familiar crunch underfoot.

The cold isn’t severe, but the snow is generous. Here in central Poland, we weren’t hit too hard — at least not compared to elsewhere. In the mountains and the far east, snow buries cars completely by morning, as if winter decided to erase them for a while. Forecasts say this should hold until Thursday. It may not be much, but we’ll take it.

This photo came from a simple walk, the kind that feels uneventful at first. Fresh snow invites you to slow down and look closely. Before long, I noticed tracks crossing the field — roe deer. I followed them, hoping to glimpse a group moving through the landscape.

Nothing.

Nearing home, I began to lose hope. The light was softening into that flat winter calm, and I thought the tracks would be my only trace of life that day. Then — almost casually — a young roe deer stepped from a small clump of trees, straight into the open field and directly toward me.

It stopped.

For a few seconds, we only stared. It seemed as surprised as I was — frozen in that alert, delicate posture that belongs uniquely to winter. A brief mutual curiosity, framed by snow and silence. Then it turned and bounded away, disappearing as quickly as it had come. I caught another frame as it fled — a fleeting moment, already gone.

Startled, the roe deer runs across the winter fields, disappearing as suddenly as it appeared

This is a young buck, his small antlers still in velvet — a detail that feels slightly out of season against the snow, yet perfectly natural. Moments like this are why winter walks never feel empty, even when nothing seems to happen.

For a few days at least, winter is back. And it feels like the one I remember.

Have you had a moment like this recently — an unexpected glimpse of nature that paused your day? I’d love to hear about it in the comments.


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One thought on “A Proper Winter, at Last”

  1. How exciting that was! Your photos and words are beautiful enough to give a hint of what the moment was like, but it certainly belonged to you and the deer alone together.

    I’m curious as to how the seconds passed. You only mention staring at each other; at what point did you raise your camera? Evidently he didn’t bound away at the raising of the camera, but what about when it clicked? Or did it click?

    I had a moment like that driving down from the high Sierras on a lonely road. I saw a hawk standing on the other side of the road, and I slowed my car down to stop and look out the window at him. We looked at each other for I don’t know how long, and then I thought, Oh, he’s going to stay there, I should take his picture. I managed to get only a blurry shot as he flew up and away. Was he looking into my eyes, as I was into his? It surely seemed so, and it was very moving.

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