Way back during Snowmageddon V2, I spent a few days with the truck plowed into its spot. So, tromping off through midtown I went, dressed like so:
Shall we call this my snow suit…?
And while tromping about midtown, I stopped into one of my favored watering holes. During the stop, the neighboring bar laid down a snow sculpting challenge to the design student/bar manager. Of course, I stepped up to be his Second. The piling and shovelling commenced. The competition never even stepped outside to pile anything, but we produced this:
It was a good day. The creature lasted exactly one day before the falling snow reclaimed it into a snow heap. And I now know how difficult it is to photograph snow…
I should mention that as I type this, Snowmaggedon V3 is building up force. I must journey home to prep for a long slow drive into work. Meh. Perhaps another snow day tomorrow.
Journey on, my lovelies!