This is the closest you'll get to a snowman in this part of Arizona; in the twelve years I've lived here, I've seen it snow exactly twice: The first time was in 98 where it actually stuck for all of ten minutes, and the second time was a few years ago where the fat flakes were water by the time they hit the ground. So, there you go, an Arizona snowman, and just like unicorns and dragons, they are mythical creatures.
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