… if I were the sculptor of these darlings…

A friend in Chicago had gone to the Ice Sculptures Competition last week. She took the picture of these matryoshkas for me because she knows how much I like the Russian nesting dolls. She also gave me permission to post her picture to share with you. Of course, I am in love with these darlings!

Can you imagine being the sculptor of this masterpiece spending hours with his tools carving out all the sweetness the world can stand in those dolls, and only have them all melt away in a puddle of H-2-O when the sun comes out? I would be so heartbroken…

Nonetheless, I am glad that the sculptor was not deterred by the natural course of events for these dolls by not carving them… so that we can enjoy his handiwork.

I wish you a beautiful week!

