This is a redux version of a drawing I did for my Granny before she passed.
My Granny used to tell tale about, once upon a time, coming home from the Acme during a snow storm and seeing a familiar figure in the distance. Someone who looked just like her long deceased husband. This person bid her a friendly "hello," from afar, and then walked on into the wintry mix. Upon reaching the location where the mystery man had been standing, she could find no footsteps in the snow.