I made my way to Kingston yesterday for the Holiday celebrations at my sister’s, and the weather was unseasonably warm. It was about 4 degrees outside, with no wind, and felt just balmy. This is not winter weather in December, especially because it’s officially winter now (we passed the solstice early Friday morning.) I had to go out to shovel a bit more of my sister’s driveway to make room for my vehicle (she’s only got the one car, and so understandably doesn’t shovel more than she has to.) And I realized as I shovelled, that the snow was p-a-c-k-i-n-g snow. I mean, the make-a-stash-of-snowballs-for-the-war-that-should-have-been-happening-later-on-between-all-the-neighbourhood-kids type of packing snow. It was just too good to pass up.

So I picked up the shovel and started making a pile in my sister’s front yard. And shaped it, and piled some more on top, and then shaped some more. Till I had this:

Took me about 45 minutes to get this far, as I was extremely out of practice. It’s been almost 20 years or more since I made my own snowman, but I just couldn’t resist. He came up to my shoulder, which was pretty good for a solo effort without snowpants (it wasn’t cold enough to merit digging them out.) I had lots of fun playing around in the snow though, and ended up with this for my efforts:

Oh, and even though you can’t see it, he had a face on both sides. Although with the torrential rain we’ve had all day today, he’s already been decapitated by Mother Nature. Barely lasted 24 hours, which isn’t bad, considering we’re supposed to be above zero degrees Celsius all week. *sigh*)

Happy Holidays everyone!