I love manis which tell a story. Usually, I am not clever enough to tell them, but this time, I had a cunning plan lol.
Behold, AGAIN, Huckleberry by Barry M and its icy perfection. It made the perfect washed out winter sky.
The mani shows the snowman and how he comes to life in the snowstorm, and then melts / dies in the wintry sun.
On the thumb, he's just a few half-hearted large snowballs, left overnight by the children. Later, they roll the huge body ball.
By the middle nail he is born, with a top hat, scarf, arms and coal / stones and a carrot nose.
But oh no! The sun starts to shine and he melts to the right lol, before finally wobbling into a heap on the pinkie.
Aw, poor Mr Snowman.