Spring is slowly taking over.
The flowers are stretching awake, the butterflies are back on patrol, and the sun, clearly overachieving, is already working overtime. Everywhere you look, winter is packing its bags.
Well… almost everywhere.
In the middle of a cheerful field of fresh spring flowers stands one last employee of the winter department: a slightly confused snowman. Smiling bravely. Melting quietly. Doing his best to look professional while the sun turns up the thermostat.
He knows the situation is… temporary.
One arm is already looking suspiciously droopy. The lower half has begun its slow transition from “majestic snow sculpture” to “seasonal puddle.” But he remains optimistic. After all, someone has to supervise the handover between seasons.
The butterflies seem supportive. The flowers are politely pretending not to notice. The sun, however, has clearly misunderstood the assignment and is treating the whole situation like a spotlight.
But our snowy friend isn’t complaining.
He knew this day would come. Every snowman does.
Winter builds them, spring thanks them… and then very gently melts them back into the story.
For now, he stands proud, soaking up the sunshine, watching the world bloom around him.
Clocking out soon.
Very soon.
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