I had completely forgoten what I'd made last year when I decided to find out in my photo files to update this website record. OH YEAH! I was going to run for Congress and I thought it would be fun to sculpt something that symbolized my long impossible political soujourn. Who better to reflect this history than the Man from LaMancha, Good old Don Quixote..

There was no snow to speak of until March. A first snowfall gave me enough for the windmill which a grandson helpfully knocked off one blade from. By the time the Don showed up it was too warm to sculpt anything delicate. It would have melted over night so no long slender horse's legs. Also I spent a week trying to freeze a trough of water into a lance. It never got cold enough at night so I cheated and used a length of pcb pipe.