Farewell, Frosty
You think you've had a bad week? I think poor Frosty's had a worse one.
Here he was, on his first evening. He was very happy because the camera's facial recognition software knew that his face was a face. He didn't mind that it was cold and getting dark. He smiled bravely for us, little knowing his future.
After a day or so, it all started to go a bit blurry for Frosty, and worse than that, his nose fell off.
After that, it was downhill all the way. His head fell off, for a start. It's never a good thing when that happens.
And suddenly, his whole white world was turning green. Green, of course, is a colour which is passionately hated by all snowmen.
By yesterday morning, he was alone in a green land.
This morning, one little chunk of snow and a carrot was all that remained.
Today the temperature soared to a postively balmy 50 degrees Fahrenheit, or 10 degrees in new money. And now Frosty is gone. Gone forever. Gone to the Land of Eternal Snow.
Farewell, Frosty.
And if you had any thoughts of coming back you can forget them. I want crocuses and then daffodils and then tulips and lots of sunshine and temperatures up in the seventies, okay? We've had enough of the oh-what-pretty-snow thing. It's time for Spring!
Here he was, on his first evening. He was very happy because the camera's facial recognition software knew that his face was a face. He didn't mind that it was cold and getting dark. He smiled bravely for us, little knowing his future.
After a day or so, it all started to go a bit blurry for Frosty, and worse than that, his nose fell off.
After that, it was downhill all the way. His head fell off, for a start. It's never a good thing when that happens.
And suddenly, his whole white world was turning green. Green, of course, is a colour which is passionately hated by all snowmen.
By yesterday morning, he was alone in a green land.
This morning, one little chunk of snow and a carrot was all that remained.
Today the temperature soared to a postively balmy 50 degrees Fahrenheit, or 10 degrees in new money. And now Frosty is gone. Gone forever. Gone to the Land of Eternal Snow.Farewell, Frosty.
And if you had any thoughts of coming back you can forget them. I want crocuses and then daffodils and then tulips and lots of sunshine and temperatures up in the seventies, okay? We've had enough of the oh-what-pretty-snow thing. It's time for Spring!
posted by Daphne at 6:03 pm
4 Comments:
Some stop motion footage showing Frosty's demise would've been hysterical....especially when his nose fell off a la Jacko.
I love that you've set your temp sights no higher than 70's. Global warming set to miss the UK again I guess.
What is there to talk about now that the snow has gone ?
I wish I had taken a photo of my local snowman who was decapitated and pushed over by local vandals (probably the same ones that broke off my car aerial). They left him on his side on the ground with his head to one side. I have been away for a couple of days so haven't been to see if he is still there. I think the evidence will have melted away by now.
Rest in Peace Frosty!
Although your life was short, you lived it to the full, braving the elements with a smile upon your face...
Loved it!
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