Wild Island Woman

She came into being at my neighbor's yesterday while the wet, heavy stuff was falling. It took two adult males and a slew of little kids to stack and sculpt the giant snowballs six feet high. She stands guard, silently, because they forgot to gave her a mouth. Mpppfff.

Everybody's out today trying to deal with ice boulders left by the plough, crusty, slippery sidewalks and paths but at least the massive, swirling snowstorm has withered to a few intermittent flakes.