As I drive around from neighborhood to neighborhood, I can’t help but notice the diversity of snow people living in people’s front yards. They each have character. Some look disfigured. Maybe they were born that way, or maybe the sun got to them. Each seem also to have a story to tell.
And, just like people, they have things in common and they have distinct differences. Their commonalities lie in their general physical make-up…3 body segments. Their differences, the ones that can’t be ignored, have to do with their features and accessories. Some are better put together than others. But, they’re all missing something. So I decided to help them along by adding special touches, giving them personalized attributes and clothes.
However they may look, they never look worried. They just sit there, day after day unconcerned with the insanity that seems to be our world. They don’t know about the impact of the misuse of guns, or the battle that goes on every day in our great country about preventing the wrong person from getting their hands on them. They don’t care that there’s an opposing side to this matter that has an agenda to protect the status quo.
They also could care less about:
No, these snow creatures just stand there looking cute. They seem to say, “Hey, don’t worry, be happy!” If there’s such a thing as collective wisdom, borne from snow creatures big and small, sleek and sturdy, then I will take their advice. I won’t worry. No matter how the landscape of our times and society unfolds at the speed of light each day.