I just love Friday the 13th, the Pittsburgh goth in me comes out with glee.
I took baby for a walk to experience her first fog. This is her kicking her legs.
We found a pile of abandoned duck eggs, I thought they had to sit on them non-stop. We saw the mom come back as she spotted us checking out the eggs.
It's that time of year when we get many migrated birds on the pond and my favorite is the Coot. He's back!