It was going to be a gargantuan effort, but that had never stopped her before.
No matter what others always said she could do.
The skis were first. Adjusted to work over the wheels like skids on seaplanes. Only cooler.
She slid through the ice and snow to find a clean patch. Shoveled up the snow onto her lap to press into a ball. Rolled and patted. Devised a ramp and pulley to hoist the second ball. Plopped on the third. Poked in twigs.
Lopsided, but so was she.
Her snowman. Wheelchair be damned.
For Sammi‘s Weekend Writing Prompt: Gargantuan in 96 words