Of the day.  It had snowed in Vancouver.  Someone made a snowman. And here’s what was left.  It has a rather pathetic, yet heroic, aspect. Clearly not enough snow to make a clean, large base.  Almost looks like stone.  It made me feel at once sad and happy.  Happy thinking of making snowmen, sad in thinking of how transient…so much is transient.  And here I sit typing into the ether!