I was walking back from the corner gas station and saw a pretty amusing sight. The trees are dropping acorns right now, which means this is pretty much Christmas, the Fourth of July and Guy Fawkes’ Day all in one if you happen to be a member of the Sciuridae family.
I heard some chittering and looked up at one of the trees in the front yard. There were two squirrels walking around a long branch, each holding an acorn pod. They were arranging the pods along the branch. It was unspeakably cute.
Being squirrels, of course, they freaked and ran when they saw me, but I was able to run in the house and grab my camera.
A father doesn’t destroy his children.
— Lt. Carolyn Palamas, “Who Mourns for Adonais?”,