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The Snow snail, secret origins

So I did a little research into the history of the snow snail. Apparently was just a little idea my dad had once and we liked it so much that we continued to make them when snow conditions were just right. "Just right" means the snow is sticky and rolls up like a cinnamon roll- you can see the layers from the side. That give it a snail shell appearance. My mom sent me these pictures of a snow snail we built in the early '80s. I am the charming young girl in the brown coat. The hottie in the blue snow hat is my mom. She's stunning isn't she? The little red guy is my brother Ryan (I almost typed 'Dylan' there. How Freudian am I?). My dad appears in the top photo along with some neighborhood kid who wanted to join in the fun. I know that somewhere there's a picture that includes my sister. Unless she was at the roller skating rink that day. hee hee.

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Stefani Boam said…
I am sure I was "way too cool" to be out in the freezing cold at the snow snail party! I WAS in High School, you know!! haha! Or maybe I was the one taking the pictures!!
Stefani Boam said…
Hey, wait a minute....Are you making fun of my roller skating obsession? I was a REALLY GOOD skater.....well only on the straight parts!
gwyn said…
I love the snow snail! I had no idea that you could roll snow up like a cinnamon roll. And your mom looks stylish and elegant even in an 80s ski jacket - no small feat. :)

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