cowgirl Angel

And when his hours are numbered, and the world
Is all his own, retiring, as he were not,
Leaves, when the sun appears, astonished Art
To mimic in slow structures, stone by stone,
Built in an age, the mad wind's night-work,
The frolic architecture of the snow.



Ralph Waldo Emerson


I featured her in color back in 2011
Wow
So long ago

http://365project.org/pandorasecho/365/2011-09-27


She is a Jane West doll from 1967

[Maggiemae]

Is this a snow Barbie? I love your poem - as good as the photo!

[Linda]

Cool shot with the poem... Looks almost real.

[Dixie Goode]

@maggiemae she is a plastic pose able doll called a Jane West doll. From around 1967. My brother had the Johnny West doll and they both had horses

[Rona]

Great image and poem :)

[Colleen]

Good work

[Ann H. LeFevre]

Well, she's having fun in the snow, isn't she?