You can’t get much cooler than a snowman in a beret and a yellow leopard shirt stickin’ to the grey skies with uplifted arms. No sun? Who needs it.
Came home from South Carolina to find this cat jiving in the front yard, Frankensteined to life by none other than my stepson Frank. Dog food for eyes and half a wry smile, he was just hangin’ out gardenside, getting his freeze on and welcoming me home sometime after midnight.