I built a snowman...The snow was "good packing" as we used to say when judging the quality of snow for snowballs, forts and such. I filled a large round garbage can with snow and turned it over for the base. I cleaned off my son's car for the snow for the head and arms. I used my hubby's scarf and a top hat from my son. (That barely escaped glittering this Christmas.) Then I went for my camera, noticing a definite lean to "Snowy"...I always name my snowmen. I never even made it to the door..."Snowy" was no more!
Sadness filled my heart...(dramatic, perhaps)
Then my dearest, came out and posed for me, ala "Snowy." Now, this is love! (He's one in a billion, and almost as silly as me!) Have a great day my friends.