The sunrise through icy trees

Gazebo in an Indian Village in South Florida, taken 3 years ago taken today.

Goats on ice...well, snow.

Cat on a table.

Life is Good!

My sweetie's final resting place.

I bought a frame that befits his picture with the sentiment to me. (ignore my hand that I just noticed)

Beautiful tribute, Jasdip. I don't see a hand; just a heartfelt photo. :-)

People on Ice at CentralWorld (mall in Bangkok)

Girl on Ice (same mall)

NHB - what in the world???

I was so upset, the little usb port broke on my camera, that the cable uses to download my pics. (I don't like using my cell phone).

But good news, I just got back from a camera shop and the owner said it would cost more to fix than the camera is worth. So he sold me a card reader. He showed me how it works. It reads the memory card in the camera and downloads it to my computer. Easy-peasy, and affordable!

Ice on the edge of the ocean.

Birds on ice - frozen birdbath.

18 joined for monthly luncheon. Today it was Cajun Boys.

My choice: muffaletta with Gambino's French Bread and New Orleans Grocery's olive salad.

Glenda....Yum!

Edited to add that this was taken with my iPhone!

I haven't seen pine siskins in ages! (the birds in caflowerluver's photo) Sometimes I miss living closer to the mountains. I read this winter is an irruption year.

gyr_falcon, I see pine siskins around here, but never knew what type of bird they were. I generally thought of them as yellow finches which I guess is somewhat accurate. Thank you for the identification!

I see I'm not the only one who gives their pets first, middle, and last names. :)

Yes the girls tend to get three names and the boys only two. Marabelle Victoria Molly is my cocker spaniel poodle cross. We call her Marabelle or Merry Bells. She only gets the full name when we are upset with her! Which fortunately isn't often.

I think a snowman is trying to eat your dog!! What kind of dog is he?

happy2b - what a great photo! Our Golden gets snowballs on her feet and feathers, but I've never seen coverage like that. Wowza!

Oliver, my daughter's pup, is a cavapoo. After playing in the snow, he was covered from head to toe with snowballs.

I had a cat that I named Joseph Freiherr von Eichendorff (author of Aus dem Leben eines Taugenichts) that got married to my other cat, Katharina, whom I called Tina for short, and I called the other cat "Eich" (pronounced "Ike") for short, but usually Eichendorff. Thus they were Ike and Tina. Tina was part Persian and Ike was mostly Burmese. I had a friend in college who had written to The Universal Life Church for information as a curiosity, and the church ordained him via return mail as a minister, and so he performed the ceremony in Latin. My friend who was the organist said he would play only if I did not invite the press, and so there was no news coverage. About a half a year later I learned that Tina was a male, and so I never got kittens from that marriage. I think I still have the marriage certificate.