littlest hands
with
careful touch
make soft-rolled fluffy snowmen
of whitest peppermint dough.
something’s lost
and
something’s gained
each time someone new arrives
rising from the sparkly snow.
“we build statues out of snow, and weep to see them melt.”
-walter scott
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I didn't have my glasses on.... 
These babies rule, Beth!
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That do )
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Profound frosty!
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Indeed ⛄️
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Fun and profound!
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All in one)
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Too cute! (♡´❍`♡)*✧ ✰ ｡*
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)))
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How cute!
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thanks!
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Such a great project and minty hands. 😊
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yes, a good thing )
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Ahh I used to make peppermint creams with my grandmother when I was little.
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something about the scent lingers in your memory –
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