A little bird told me that winter was over. Really it was a noisy tree frog but I didn’t get a picture of him.
A few days ago (and a few hundred miles south) it certainly felt like the frog was right …
…so I headed back north. Damn the lying frog!
I wish I’d got a shot of the crow before making the frog eat it. ๐
Winter? Over? Someone forgot to tell us here in Joisey!
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LOL! It is good to know you’re still kickin’ Gemma.
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Merely a bump in the road, my dear. ๐
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Atta girl. That’s the spirit! ๐
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