The other day I wrote about how spring is Buffalo’s worst season. Lest anyone care to dispute me on this point, let me present photographic proof. This is the view that greeted us outside our living room window on this fine April Sunday morning:
That’s a gorgeous view on, say, November 10. On April 3, not so much.
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