OK…, you might not know what I am talking about right now.
Just try to examine the picture above that I took yesterday.
Do you see that odd man right in the middle of the frozen lake?
Because that is a large lake you are looking at.
I zoomed it in in case he was too tiny for you to identify.
Yes, that’s him – a snowman (and I’m trying not to pay attention to the crack in the ice leading from the shore towards the snowman and ending exactly next to him).
I just see them everywhere – the snowmen.
And don’t get me wrong here – I appreciate seeing them so often, because that fills my heart with joy.
In my mind, I always try to picture the happy kids who have build the guys.
When kids build snowmen they have to be happy – and then everything is all right with the whole universe.
So I’m slowly getting used to finding them everywhere – in gardens, in front of parking cars, on top of parking cars and, recently, on top of a restaurant table (the table standing outside the restaurant luckily).