It is darn right cold this morning and flurries are in the air. The thermometer reads 24 degrees. I poked my head out of the front door to see if Daisy was around and found her giving me the eye. "Good morning, Daisy. Mind if I take your picture?" Snap! Her feathers sure work well as camouflage, eh?
Saturday, April 7, 2007
Real quack update
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