Frozen Fun

When was the last time you made a snowman?   It’s still as much fun now as it was when you were a child!

This tiny fellow is only a hands length tall.  He’s perched on a metal post, guarding the walkway to my side porch.  His eyes are tiny bits of coal that I gather and save when I find them in my flower beds.  They are the remnants of long ago coal deliveries, from when my house was heated with a coal burning furnace.  His nose came straight from my vegetable bin and his scarf is a bit of scarlet dyed batting.

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