It's when I make my annual snowman that I'm reminded that I'm not the sculptor in the family.
It looks like Desperate Dan sticking his hand down his trousers. That said, two people have taken photos of it since I did it, so if it pops up on the local news, remember where you saw it first.
This is one of four little snowmen I did on a walk this morning. We don't get snow here often, so forgive me for having a little fun.