Brown in all shades...at least mud brown is gone so we can walk to the mailbox ...mud and ice are all gone.
It was a gloomy day. The Juncos stayed all day...I wish they would go where ever they go...North...and stop being snow storytellers.
The Trumpeter Swans are here and the Canadian Honkers too. They fly over on their way to the grain and corn fields...there must be some open water down at the lake.
I had a fairly rotten day yesterday...just not myself yet. I had a long nap in the afternoon.