I stayed in the background and watched. The elder of the two lost one of his handdyed handspun handknit mittens and knew that it must be found immediately.
Success!
The Snow Minions began to accept my presence and the elder of the two was brave enough to show me where he found his lost mitten. "It was right here."
After a while, the Snow Minions' Father came into the mix after braving the weather to get a hair cut. The Snow Minions wasted no time in their attack.
However, the Father is very skilled when it comes to throwing projectiles, especially at close range.
A few more pictures of my Snow Minion encounter can be found here.
After getting dressed for the occasion, he takes time to instruct the younger Snow Minion in the art of making perfect snow balls.
And throws a few himself... Must've been a hit.
Anyone in the know knows that when it snows, a Snow Minion Pot must be made.
The younger minion takes to the new Pot immediately and settles in to relax while the elder provides support for the base.
Then it was back to snowball fights and then in to dry off.
Completely unrelated, here's a pic of the new handspun handknit hat in action.
2 comments:
Like the tree octopus, I hear snow minions are a once in a lifetime sighting...if you're even that lucky. Nice capture! We'll have to come out in the winter sometime so Z can experience this kind of snow.
Great to see children having lots of fun outside in the snow. Your knitwear all looks beautiful! Another good reason for the big smiles on their faces, I bet. Wishing you many more happy, playful, relaxing days.
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