No bike rides today.
I went out on the trail anyway.
I left a little fellow on a bench a long the trail.
I hope no one sits on him.
Then I wanted to come home and make a real snowman. Apologies to Little Benched Snowman above. He is real. When I got home I had intended to make a life size snowman. Carrot nose. Something eyes. Sticks for arms. Even a scarf if necessary. Oddly the snow would only stick to my gloves. So the snowman that now adorns my porch is sadly ….depressed.
I think he has a little pink-eye.
And he’s tiny.
And I was going to make him a smile with the cinnamon candies.
But I ate the rest of the candies.
Now this snowman will only contemplate.
And not speak.
He’s only a snowman.
What could he possibly have to say anyway.