Little Snow, Lots of Fun

"In over twenty years, why have we never shoved our faces in the snow?" This question eluded the five of us as we giggled at our facial imprints semi-permanently indented into the snow. There our faces would remain until either the next snowfall or melting period. Even when snowfall in Syracuse has been less than stellar, my friends and I still manage to find fun in what meager collections of snow persist on the ground.

This past Saturday our adventures took us to Heiberg Forest. We have all bussed our way here before on various college field trips. This time, however, we were able to experience the forest as a magnificent recreational retreat during our first weekend of the spring semester. We raced down the slippery slopes, threw plenty of snowballs, and munched on our fair share of fresh snow. We also installed our own mini art exhibit.

We had been frolicking through the melting snow and leaping over muddy puddles when we all decided to take a break. We had convened in a rather flat patch of untouched snow, and that's when the creative juices started to flow. First we all stamped the footprint of our left shoe in order of size, and we all snapped photos of the result. Then, it was suggested that we all press our faces into the snow above our respective boot prints, just for the hell of it. The great thing about my friends is the lack of hesitation with a proposition such as this. All in turn we jammed our faces into the snow, trying to stave our continuous laughter just long enough when it was our individual turn to make our face print.

The image of a person jamming their face into the snow reminds me of an ostrich burying its head underground. It looks absolutely ridiculous. The finished product on the other hand, is a little haunting. We all wondered how someone passing by would react to seeing our handiwork.

When captured on camera, these impressions appear 3D

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