Farewell Dear Hasheewa!

The earth and air is starting to warm. Sidewalks are showing pooling signs of warmth during the day which freeze in patches by dusk. One such patch resides directly under the Silver Bullet's driver side door. How convenient at 5:20 am. Need I say more?

Dare I announce Spring is on her way? If I could blow out candles and have one wish granted me, it would be that the next time I blink, then open my eyes- there would be buds on the trees, tulips sprouting in my front flower bed, sunshine and NO MORE INVERSION!


On the bright side, our dear island snow woman (every snowman needs a snow woman, that's why we attempt to even out the sexes each year by making women snow folk) stayed with us over a month this year.

One moment yesterday during the warmth, poor Hasheewa (HA she wa), who was then half her size, and who had stood as crooked and strong as a wind blown tree through sleet, cold, and snow; was discovered lying down with her head smashed into slush and her bikini top fallen below her now uprooted bottom ball of feet.

Aspen ran outside to inspect Hasheewa's damages. I saw her lips move with words of sorrow as she fell to her knees and grabbed at Hasheewa's remains. It was a touching scene. Aspen had recently 'fixed' up Hasheewa a few days previous and longed to see her stay forever.

Possibly Spring is on her way now that the snow folk are disappearing.

Farewell to Hasheewa. Happy to have met her and happy to see her go!
* Aspen named our Island snow woman Hasheewa. Apparently it is a Hawaiian name. According to Aspen. I'm voting it's Japanese*