I don't mind the kind of cold we get in Michigan, as long as it's sunny and not too windy.
Not much red left, in the landscape, but plenty of gorgeous warm browns.
It's a little jarring to be reading The Secret Garden, which is such a spring-season book....
Bert at the end of his walk -- tail still half-way up. Doing very well indeed, for a 15-yr-old dog!
Walking me.
Mostly Maple, or Mama Nature's Collage. (With ant, upper right.)
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