#sol21 February 1: Frosty, Short and Squat

 

Last week, barely 2 inches of 2021 snow fell softly in our area, but it was beautiful packing snow that a five year old could roll into balls even if they were filled with loose grass and lingering leaves. We named him  Frosty and he happily graced my front yard.  He proudly wore the scarf I knitted more than a decade ago and my new hat!  To be honest, he was short and squat; yet, we wrote about him, visited him, and talked about him.

As the storm swarmed outside, I realized poor Frosty was to his neck in fluffy snow and would soon be buried in the anticipated 2 feet of snow! I had a sidewalk and a driveway to shovel.  I had a car to dig out of a snowbank.  I had to remove the drift at the back door.  It was snowing hard and blowing even harder; however, I did shovel out Frosty because, well just because the two feet of new snow was light and fluffy and would not yield a new Frosty if it was even possible to replace our Frosty.

I'm pretty sure my neighbors were a bit concerned about me., but I was smiling as the lyrics danced in my head.