Sunday, March 29, 2026

squirrels


We have one tree that arborists can seemingly never agree about: the majority view is that it's a black walnut, but occasionally we'll talk to one who says No, Rubbish, It's a Northern Pecan.  It would be helpful (and doubtless tasty), if they bore fruit, but they never seem to get that far.  Maybe the squirrels pillaging the blossom explains why not ... I was sitting outside trying to read, this afternoon, but they were very distracting (there are indeed two separate squirrels here, and they kept breaking off from their gorging to chase one another.

It's also the tree on which one of the owls often sits, so one finds pellets, stray bits of bird (though, now I think about it, not squirrel, so far) underneath it.  Once, there was half a rabbit, which happily disappeared.

And yes, the sky was this blue, and the mountains that lovely.







 

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