No matter. We still went hunting for snow, even if it meant driving up to the Summit and a short hike in a forest. We were pretty sure the bears were still hibernating.
Armed with snow gears and a snow saucer,
and a red nosed baby all bundled up,
we found what we were looking for.
It didn't matter that a lot of it had melted and there was no good place to sled.
There was snow.
It was like having truckloads of modeling clay. They started with the base,
then the paunch.
The feet were next.
Up came the tiny head to hold the
hair,
the eyes,
the nose,
and more hair. The arms stretched out.
Then there was the smile.
Armed with snow gears and a snow saucer,
and a red nosed baby all bundled up,
we found what we were looking for.
It didn't matter that a lot of it had melted and there was no good place to sled.
There was snow.
It was like having truckloads of modeling clay. They started with the base,
then the paunch.
The feet were next.
Up came the tiny head to hold the
hair,
the eyes,
the nose,
and more hair. The arms stretched out.
Then there was the smile.
A snowman with feet! How cute.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful baby and beautiful Rosalind! I like the picture of her looking at the little snow bits in her hand.
So you guys are liking your new home?
Thanks Amanda. We do like it here. Once in a while I still miss our old home though. I hope you and Leonor are doing well.
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