On Sunday the temperature was around 37 degrees. We had a whole yard of perfectly sticky snow – just right for making a snowman. Of course Brian had to take it to the next level – literally – by building it about 8 feet tall.



I heard him say: “Hands down, this is the best day of my life, and quite possibly the last.” And then about two hours later he collapsed. Bea said she was sure he will be back again next winter.

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