Been A While Since I Made A Snowman

 

It has been a few years since I last made or helped make a snowman, though not as long ago as when this picture was taken. I was twelve and little brother Les was two when I came home from school one afternoon and started rolling up this huge ball to form the base of a snowman.

Since then there were numerous snow people crafted with my own three children and a few with some of my nine grandkids. None that I recall however with the great-grands - G-g was too old by that time. (Can you believe I only recently realized why some grandmas went by Gigi?)

The Snow Man (By Wallace Stevens)

One must have a mind of winter

To regard the frost and the boughs

Of the pine-trees crusted with snow;

And have been cold a long time

To behold the junipers shagged with ice,

The spruces rough in the distant glitter

Of the January sun; and not to think

Of any misery in the sound of the wind,

In the sound of a few leaves,

Which is the sound of the land

Full of the same wind

That is blowing in the same bare place

For the listener, who listens in the snow,

And, nothing himself, beholds

Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.

We have enough snow on the ground to make a few snow people, but it will have to warm up before the snow can be rolled into balls. But you won't see me out there doing the rolling. 😉⛄