We didn’t get a lot of snow, but that didn’t stop St. Louisans from making the absolute most of what was there. People still went sledding down Art Hill, as evidenced by the myriad of tracks. And people still built snow people — lots of snow people.
Little snow people.
A Wilford Brimley snow person.
Mulch-covered snow people.
Another little snow person.
A family of snow people, including one with a coolie-looking hat.
And a snow person with feet who is an apparent heart surgery survivor.
And I didn’t even get photos of the others. So much fun.
The only thing that wasn’t fun was navigating the ice patches along the trails. But look how beautiful it is.