Spring has got to be the best time of year to be a squirrel. The weather is warm. The ground is soft. All the trees are in bloom. Ms. Jeannie was thinking about this the other day on her walk when she was joined by this guy chattering in the trees…
It was as-if he had shown up just to agree with Ms. Jeannie! “You’re right, Ms. Jeannie, the season is sublime!”
Indeed, these days must be a fairy tale wonderland to him.
Imagine living among shoots of blooming branches that are the size of your kitchen table…
or cuddling up for a nap in the base of a blooming bush with flowers four times as big as your head…
For a spring-time squirrel, every new day must be marvelous, especially with a playground that includes equipment like this…
and red carpet runways that look like this…
In February, their thoroughfare to fun was grey and bare…
one month later it looked like magic!
Surely that must be breathtaking if you are an acrobat of the air. Did you know that most squirrels can run up to 20 miles an hour? At such speeds their vantage points must resemble the essence of dreams…
…what a dizzying collection of sights and smells both gauzy and clear.
And how about those birds…
and those bees…
they too, must surely share in the squirrel’s enthusiasm for the change in climate. Whether the view is opulent…
or odd…
simple…
or scattered…
every little aspect of the whole production must be incredible from the eye of a squirrel. With masterpieces presenting themselves everywhere…
dear readers, Ms. Jeannie hopes your season is starting off beautifully!
And that the squirrels in your neck of the woods are having a marvelous March:)
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