Telling the story of the ups and downs, the adventurous and mundane days of one British family's self-imposed exile in the Capital Region of New York State.
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Day 6.271: A snake, in the grass...
Here's a snake (and some more traditional sights of autumn) from our walk at Five Rivers on Sunday:
Actually, we have no idea what the fruit on the top right are - do you?
And talking of inexplicable sights...
...what's that in the grass? Could it be a discarded corn dog?
Crabapples and cattails!
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