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. |