An unbiased account of the creatures and characters of Western New York, plus my usual ramblings.
Sunday, March 3, 2013
I'm tired of winter. I thought I'd be able to experience several years of this before getting bored with snow. Don't they look like black and white photos? K's mom bought us a couple blue bird houses, and the instructions say to have them up by mid March in NY, but I doubt any sane blue bird will be here in a couple weeks. (Mother-that's the sumac tree outside the front door. I just read that it's called a Staghorn Sumac)