Standing Watch

Yesterday when I wandered down to the water's edge, I came upon four snowmen. 

They appeared the day after our most recent snowstorm. Raised up from the flakes that had fallen on M Street beach.

After enduring a night of snapping wind and plummeting temperatures, I must say they looked a bit bedraggled. And yet, they held their ground. Silent stanchions looking out to the choppy waves of Boston Harbor. 

Eventually warmer temps will erase them from the landscape. Gone perhaps, but not forgotten....

"Life is like a blanket of snow. Be careful how you step on it. Every step will show." – Unknown