I enjoy squirrels — particularly tree squirrels, but I can say I love chipmunks too (the greedy little cusses). I also love the idea of flying squirrels and I’m lucky to have ever seen one. But the story is about my new neighbors, the red squirrels.
Very seldom is the picture I saw the picture I took
I often don’t notice change as it’s happening.
Some of you may never experience a first snow of the season where you live. Where snow is a part of life it comes at different times for different regions. Ours came last week. As I gazed out at the falling snow I felt the sense of letting go and settling into the moment that…
Every five years I seem to visit Old Cedar Bridge wetland just south of Minneapolis. It’s part of Minnesota River Valley Wildlife Refuge.
Even now, I know what I saw was not possible, but I did see it.
Stumps are a window into the life history of the tree that left them behind.
A cat changed color and size. A sleek little cat (all black), went behind a trash can out by my garage and came out the other side bigger, and mostly white with grey tabby spots (I had been calling her “Lacey.”). I was gazing out the back door, without any particular focus, when the little…
I don’t know whether the temperature actually lowered or my ability to handle the heat improved.
How are you feeling without all the normal holiday noise and activity?