Ho-ho-ho. What time of the year is it? It's snow shovelling season up here in the frigid north! And ski time.
Shovelling snow around houses and cars for neighbours and family has meant plenty of chances to sculpt quick and shoddy things in snow. King Bore (the proverbial winter god) has brought us a bountiful harvest of frozen water from on high:
Finally we had enough snow to make one sculpture. The snow was hopelessly wet, warm and thawed. That made it stick to gloves and spades, causing it to come off in lumps. With such crude matter the outcome will be crude. But at least it's a Dwarf:
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