Wordless Wednesday (The Sting)
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. 😉