But I think we should put this into perspective. Jonathan is 7, Marianne is 11, and this is the first time in their entire lives that we've had enough snow on a non-school morning to build a snowman. Marianne isn't even here: she's off at Guide camp (fortunately in huts not tents ha ha). We didn't pack hat, scarf or gloves; it is, after all, April.
The green bits are not where snow has melted, they're the bits that were rolled up to make the snowman. The eyes are strawberries. Turns out also that snowmen are smaller than they used to be.