This is a portrait of the only snowman who asked for permission to get into the lens of my camera. The day it happened left the impression that people were waiting for a suitable snowfall to start making snowmen. A lot of people do it everywhere.
Not every snow can be made into a sculpture. The snow should be slightly moist and capable of rolling into rolls and then into snowballs of different sizes.
I start rolling rolls from a small blank, and in the process the clearing, covered with snow, becomes striped. But I forgot to take a picture of her like this. Now I will have to wait for such sculptural snow again in order to photograph the striped meadow and the new snowmen who will not mind the photo shoot.
