I was walking out of the house when the POM bottle in the recycle bin called out to me.
I can be something, it said. Indeed you look quite like a snowman. And so it began.
Several coats of paint on the body, some surgery to shorten the neck, and my crochet skills used to make a hat, but the paint just wasn't covering the tennis ball.
Why not "modify a tube sock" suggested Mr. AC .
Then I glued on some buttons for eyes and a mount, and a pin head for a nose, and called it a crafty day. He still needs some stick arms, but I have many other projects to finish before Christmas.