Peppy pockets of playful air; Whisking winds whack and blow. Children crowd with tousled hair
To explore the fallen snow. An iceman forms without delay. His masters giggle and stare. The drifter regrets he can’t stay And leaves his garb puddled there. Frosty frolics end with a hush; Moist mittens are hung to dry. The crusty ground melts to a mush;
A season signs-off, “Good-bye!”
Lots of fun: (Top) Katie and Kiley have some fun in the snow. (Above) Colin goes sliding down a hill on an old birdseed bag. (Left) Tyler puts an old car hood to good use. (Bottom left) A little “snow bunny” goes out into the cold.