Snowhorse

One sees instead a small snowhorse / Made by children one dull afternoon, / Though now it gleams like Triton’s foal / New-born from the unblemished foam.

Little boy, house, Christmas trees, and snowman riding a snowhorse are depicted.

Other times, we’d make snowdragons, and snowhorses and a big pile of snowballs.

He’d helped them build a snowman this winter. With a snowhorse.

Sometime in 1977 my father takes a series of photographs of me sitting on a snowhorse we’d just made, which amuses my parents when they realize that I’m eating the snow.

“Are they making snowmen?” asked Nora. / “Snowmen, snowwomen, snowmermaids, snowhorses—anything you can think of,” said Maddie.

Longview Farms, now operated by Loula Long Combs, better known throughout the United States as a breeder and exhibitor of thoroughbred snowhorses, is disposing of its 758 fine grade dairy cattle and replacing them with 700 beef cattle which need less attention.

Our boy Kent was with us. The mushy roads, the prancing snowhorses, the treacherous patches of ice on the highway, bothered him not a whit.