The Tradition continues

The tradition continues.
Sang March 19th, 2011.
If you would like to sing along, you can.

I know a little pussy.
Whose fur is soft and gray.
She lives down in the meadow.
Not very far away.
She will always be a pussy.
SHE WILL NEVER BE A CAT.
Cause she's a pussy willow.
Now what do you think of that?

A Trio of Troubadours

The Pussy Willow

The classics just never get old.

Its that time

I feel a song coming on.

Winter Ice

Today, as I sit here composing this, it is raining outside. Our winter has been harder than what we have had in the last few years. Lots of snow, and ICE. About a month ago, we had a good snow storm which turned into a thick layer of ice which didn't melt off for a couple of weeks. I'm glad to say that it is now gone.
However, while the ice was still on the trees and everything else, I went out into the yard and took several pictures.
I went out the front door and gingerly stepped onto the ice covered side walk. With good balance, I stepped over the mound of snow that had accumulated from my shoveling the snow several times from the side walk. I checked my balance and took a step, and fell flat on my back. I set up and looked around to see if anyone had seen me. I didn't see anyone, and  since no one had seen me, I wasn't embarrassed. I protected my camera during the fall; so, it was OK.
Now, as I begin to look forward to spring, I include a few of the pictures that I took.
Enjoy.