skeletal remains

We live in Minnesota, land of the truly hardy. However, we have experienced some unseasonably warm weather, or we did last week. As I was driving home I passed the skeletal remains of a sad sad little snowman. His happy days were gone. His little stick arms were dangling crazily off his indented body, and all he had left of a head was this pock marked monolith. The next day his head fell off. We will miss your jaunty smile.

But today it is snowing again. Last week there were those goofy individuals who were bopping around saying spring was here. We, the experienced, just smiled knowingly. It may SEEM to be here, but it's not.