A little known fact about Frosty the Snowman (and snowmen in general) is that he is starved for attention. Think about it: you build them and forget about ’em. Well, he somehow made it into my photography studio last week and we had a blast. He’s a real cut-up, this one. The first I saw of him was a well-played photobomb.
He seemed friendly enough so the cameras and I let him hang out with us for a while. He even managed to get in a pretty convincing duckface once or twice.
Oh frosty, you silly goose!
…then, of course, he melted under the hot studio lighting. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. I just wish he’d had the courtesy to melt onto a paper towel at least….