Although you can't see them because I scared them off when I opened the door.
Our local flock of sparrows and chck-a-dee's seem to be enamored with wifey's creation.
So now she offers a challenge to Agnes: she wants to see a photo of the kids making a snowman!
This little guy is her return to childhood. A dirty little snowman was the best she could do with our wet sloppy mess the weatherman refers to as snow. It looks like it's pleading to the sun to put it out of it's misery. But the birds were perching all over it like pigeons on a park statue.
When this mess freezes we will probably loose our muffler on the van.
And it sure isn't doing my wood pile much good either, but I was just too tired to cover it after splitting it. Better luck next time.