The Little Snowman ….. An Arbour Tale
The Little Snowman.
An Arbour Tale
On Sunday afternoon, Sunny found a Snowbod in the garden.
“Gosh, you made me shiver!” said the Snowbod.
“Why are you flying about in that tub?”
“Sorry,” replied Sunny, ” I didn’t mean to startle you. I am using my tub because it feels so cold on my paws without it!”
Sunny moved to the other side of the Snowbod, to have a chat.
“You look a bit down,” said Sunny, “Are you cold?”
“Not cold enough ,” said the Snowbod glumly.
” I have already lost my hat. It has slipped off and blown away.”
“I think it’s on the ledge behind me”
“Are you a Snowman or a Snow lady?” said Sunny.
“Snowman, of course!” answered the wet blob of snow, indignantly.
“A little girl and her Mum found me and put me here. Do you like my scarf?”
“It’s a very fine scarf,” answered Sunny. They chatted for a bit longer then Sunny went home to the Pads to get warm, promising to return with friends.
The following day, Sunny took Ripple and another friend to see the Snowman.
All they saw was a pot and a beautiful scarf, held firmly by a stick-arm.
Sunny climbed up to look inside the pot.
“He’s gone,” said Sunny sadly.
The Teds searched around but all they could find was a little heart-shaped blob of frozen snow.
“We will look for him again next year,” said Sunny quietly., “He’ll be back.”
“Why did you ask if he might be a Snow lady?” asked Ripple, later.
“Because a friend* once showed me a picture of one on a beach,” answered Sunny. “Here it is ….. isn’t she beautiful!”
*Thank you to Allan for his Snow lady picture.