It's amazing how long that last little pile of snow hangs on, isn't it?

My sister and I used to make two final snowballs to keep in the freezer so we could have a snowball fight in July.

At least that's how I remember it. Maybe I just scraped a bit of the frost out of the antique non-auto-defrosting freezer and threw it down her shirt in pursuit of sibling sadism points. (In fairness, she was always hitting me with her barbie dolls.)