It's all about the Snow

 Hello Everyone! My sister is visiting me this weekend and so this post is by my Peacock Sister!

Have you ever had trouble deciding how to word the beginning of a blog post/letter/paper?

I obviously just did because I started my post with a picture.

In a way a I think a picture is better, because pictures don't just say a few words, they can tell a whole story... like the picture above.

This is my sister and I in the act of making a snowman... actually, in the act of taking a break from making a snowman. Because, truth be told, we don't usually make snowmen the "normal" way.

Above is how we would transport the snowballs. Because we liked to have a nice snowy lawn, we would roll the balls as far away from the view of the house as possible, then slide them on a sled to the chosen spot.

Although my sister started it, we were so keen on keeping a nice looking lawn, these were things you probably would hear us say if out playing with us:

"Yes, you can play in the snow, but you have to use the snow on the driveway only, you can't play in the lawn."

And:

"If you have to walk in the snow, step in my footprints."

The activities in the picture above led to this:

Which became a snowman split in half by the fort.

Because I am in the snowman mood, and because all the snow is depressingly melting, I will show some pictures of our snowman creations made with our siblings help over the years.

This igloo was made by giant snowballs cut in half:

I believe we names the snowman 'Rosie'...  because you know, all snowmen need names.

This particular snowman was so large, there were three balls for the bottom, and the top of our heads reached his nose.

I can't remember his name. Got anything, Sis?

...I think I'll name him Phil.

Isn't this a cute couple?

The tall one reminds me of Dopey, from Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs when he dances with her. The little one looks like a singing angel.

Here's 'Singing Angel' closer:

This is what they looked like after another snowstorm:

(And a bit of melting)

Snowmerican Gothic, anyone?

Beware!

You are about to see some snowmen who are nearing the end of their lives.

And like most of their ancestors, their eyesight is the first thing to go...

I love making snowmen, and its even better to make them with people as creative as my siblings. So Sis, next big snowstorm you better grab your boots and gloves and head on over, 'cause we've got some serious snowmen to build.

 Peacock Sister