California at 4000 feet

There's nothing quite as sad as a lifeless form alongside a lonely stretch of California highway.


Stopping to survey the situation seemed like the prudent thing to do. Hubby and I poked, prodded, and pushed the miniture creature until it was able to stand upright. We coaxed and coddled the sad figure all the while sensing the end was very near. Persuaded that nothing else could be done, we left him there resigned to his fate.


With one final effort, Hubby perched him up onto a roadside post, where he promptly fell off and ceased to exist.











Goodbye, sweet snowman!