Brad and I are too busy (aka, lame and lazy) to utilize all of this Southern snow as it was truly intended. However, some neighbors of ours are smart enough to not let the opportunity pass them by, and I get to vicariously live my youthful, wintry life through them! Check out this big guy that I get to pass on my ways in and out of the neighborhood. Since I don't know what name they've officially given him, I've decided to go a head and call him Henry. I especially like his "bow tie." Haha. These neighbor strangers of ours are very clever.
Have you made a snowman yet this winter? Hope you don't catch a case of the Mehaffeys and miss your chance while it lasts!