The neighbour’s kids put up a snowman over the warm weekend, so I thought I’d build their snowpile a friend – here’s Harry Snowpotter II.
He didn’t last long though – I could blame it on the +4C temperature and drizzling rain, but I suspect he was murdered in the night by the evil wizard Voldemelt. 😉 Pretty sure I’ve traumatized the nearby kids – this is some Indiana-Jones-ending-style facemelting.
Sorry for the lapse in posts, it’s been CRAZY around here in the run up to the holidays. Work got pretty crazy as we rushed to build a bunch of apps for a new platform launching early in the new year, Natasha had a career change (and flew to Vancouver!) and we had in-laws come visit us in Ottawa for the holidays. This on top of our usual Christmas Rush with a heap of birthdays and visiting that we traditionally get around to this time of year. Exhausting.
Somehow, early last week, I managed to find an excuse to get outside with the nice wet packing snow and construct a snow person, who, with his scarf and hastily constructed spectacles (made from two rings cut from a PVC pipe and some bent hangar wire) looks vaguely familiar… 🙂 Two points to Gryffindor if you can figure out who he’s supposed to be.
We took a few walks around the neighbourhood this past bit and I’ve kept my eyes open for other snowpeople, and it seems that, at least in size, I have all the 7-year-olds on our street beat. 😉
Happy holidays! Hope to be writing more again soon!