Nothing says, "Welcome Spring!" like 12 inches of snow.
Day 3. After two 70-degree days, our Snow Beast received a shout-out from our neighborhood weatherman as being the only remaining snow in the area.
Day 5. Even after two solid days of pelting rain, the Snow Beast bravely held on.
Day 6 brought gale force winds. Blow-your-hair-and-face down the road type winds. But we gathered the parts, reassembled him, and forged on. (Although you know the future is looking pretty bleak when you're having to hold your nose on with your pipe. Poor Snow Beast.) Weather in Arkansas - it's rough stuff.
Day 7. RIP, Beastie. You were a long-lasting reminder of a very fun day.