The Abandoned Snowpeople of Midtown Memphis

There's something undeniably magical about snow, especially in a place like Memphis where it's rare to see the stuff, let alone see it accumulate. There are the sled rides, the snowball fights, and of course, the snowmen.

But then the sun returns, and with it, talk of Spring, renewal, hope.

The mittens and boots are put away.

And the snowpeople are left to vanish.

But I will not forget you, oh sad, forgotten snowpeople.

My tribute to you. With music from someone who knows what it's like to be rejected.

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grrrr....even I am starting to hate snowpeople. I don't know how it looks on your screen, but the page loads, and then there is this big blank space where the slideshow is supposed to be. Turns out if you wave your cursor over the space, you will see a sign that says play show. Click play show. Why invisible? Why ask why?