| First dusting of snow |
| Rolled all the way down |
| Bed-head |
| Misery |
| Looks can be deceiving |
| This reminded me of a pig's butt, see the little tail? |
An unbiased account of the creatures and characters of Western New York, plus my usual ramblings.
| First dusting of snow |
| Rolled all the way down |
| Bed-head |
| Misery |
| Looks can be deceiving |
| This reminded me of a pig's butt, see the little tail? |
| At the height of winter, the sun will appear to be setting behind the tree on the far left. |
| Ken's favorite apples |
| These were extra sweet, and so purple they seemed to be black |
| Searching for apple trees |
| I love their expressions |
| Playing with DirtySock in the sprinkler one last time. |