As February winds down and March rears it’s head around the corner and I mix metaphors, I also have mixed thoughts and emotions.  On one hand, I really am not a cold-weather aficionado.  Yeah, yeah, I know all that stuff about it being easier and more efficient to stay warm when it’s cold rather than trying to stay cool when it’s warm, but I still like summer better than winter.  The short days, bone-chilling winds, brown grass and trees, the cold, and the sloppy wet snow, just kinda get old after a while.  There’s nothing like meandering outside into the warm fresh breezes of spring to watch the grass green up again and the trees push forth their leafy buds - but I wax poetic, so enough of that.

Of course, given my line of work here, summer is a business killer.  I’m afraid that our short season is already winding down and our bustling order book will soon slow to a craw, then a complete stop.  Even though it’s only the middle of February, it seems most people are happy with their current state of traction affairs and will leave them like that for the remainder of the winter.  So be it, and let it be so.  We’ll wind up again next winter.

Now that I’ve blathered incoherently for a while, allow me to share with you the subject of this blog.  This is a picture sent to me by one of our customers.  The snowman is in Orrville, Oh, and has a 50 gallon drum for a hat, large wheels for the eyes, a traffic cone for a nose, garden-tractor wheels for the mouth, and a 40′ scarf.  Although shrunken a bit when this picture was taken, it started out being 16′ tall with a base 41′ in diameter.  A pretty impressive work of art over all.

Snow Man