Poor, poor frosty. He couldn't handle the 50 degree spring-like weather. First his eyes fell out, then his mouth, then his nose. He tipped more and more until he couldn't stand any longer. Frosty is now a great place to sit and enjoy the sunshine...that is until he gets shorter and shorter and shorter.
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Spring is on it's way! I'm sure Frosty won't mind!!!
True. It was 60 yesterday. This weekend is supposed to be in the 30's and 40's. We are being teased by Mother Nature.
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