The Snowman Returns

Hey...

I know you!

It's Mr. Frosty! Welcome back, friend! We were saddened by your sudden departure last December, but glad to see you again...maybe the back yard will be a safer place for you to hang out.

We've been pretty lucky so far this winter, what with the mid-Atlantic states getting pummeled with snow and places like Texas seeing the white stuff - for the first time for some residents! We really can't complain about this winter.

But today I had a planned day off from work, and that ended up being a good decision because we got hit with a pretty messy storm - technically, we got about 10 inches of snow, but it quickly got packed down when it turned to rain. Yuck! Messy and heavy! I was pooped after just shoveling off our deck!

After the wet, heavy snow was cleared, we decided to go out in the back yard and have some fun. I was hoping the snow would be just right for snowman construction - we caught it just in time! It was actually almost too wet to stick together, and by the time we were putting on the finishing touches, we had to do so delicately. But our old pal, Frosty held himself together pretty well, and cheered us on as we got in a bit of sledding.

We have the perfect kiddie-sized slope in our back yard, and although I miss the mighty maple, it's now much safer for sledding without the danger of crashing into a four foot thick tree trunk at the bottom of the hill.

The best part was, I got to spend time with two of my favorite faces...

This is one of them...

And this is the other...

(Don't you just want to say "Duh" when you look at Martha? Trust me...you do)

Before I thought to get the camera, we hurled a few snowballs for Martha to fetch. Only she doesn't fetch. She just eats the snowballs. And if she can't find the snowball that burrowed under the freshly fallen snow, she eats the freshly fallen snow.

Hmmm. A dog that eats snow.

THAT doesn't bode well for Mr Frosty!

"Oh, hello! What lovely, twiggy arms you have!"

Sniff sniff sniff

"What! I'm being a good dog! Just checking out the scenery....

"Yawn! Kinda boring, actually...."

Wait a minute..."

Smooch! "I love you, man!"

WAIT! MARTHA! Nooooooooooo!

The rest was just too disturbing to photograph.

Maybe the back yard WASN'T the safest place for Mr Frosty to show up after all!