When it snows for the first time each winter I am compelled to build a snowman. Even if he ends up covered in leaves, grass, and yellow spots.
About Me
- Malcolm Douglas Chaplin
- Carpenter, Father, BA University of Victoria, Husband, Brother, Self Unemployed (when possible), Farmer, Rugby Player, Skier, Hiker (not a fan of the great indoors), Author, Canadian, Art Collector, Crackpot
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Like the ghost of Christmas past, writ large in golden letters 'pon the snow. I remember Buckethead, who could ever forget Buckethead and all the good times, And the festive wintertime Buckethead magic.
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