Wednesday, September 12, 2007

treasured loot ...

The black squirrel was all over that oak tree's branches. I kept hearing pings and clunks as this furry creature scampered to the very ends of the twigs and popping acorns off their perches. Watch out below! Explain an flying acorn injury to your doc! He was fast too and very verrrry daring. Many times I was catching my breath as I expected him to go tooooo far and belly smack on the pavement or nosedive into the pool below the tree. He used the white picket fence to make a flying leap into another tree. His mouth always was carrying his loot. Its fall. Not my best time as hayfever kicks in and mozzys are thick and carry a death disease. Much better to say inside but by a big window to watch the earth a busy in harvest.

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