Sat. Afternoon Feb 1 2014
Not quite as bad as we thought here. I have a beautiful view from the library window. The squirrels are out and they hide when it is freaking awful.
The snow falls straight down gently and evenly with the steady rhythm of a simple 4/4 folk song.
The tree are bald sleepers expect for the firs.
As high as possible, 4 squirrels perch on the naked trees. Surveying for predators or dogs to mock?
The trees are not tightly packed but most are so old that the branches of one touches at least one other. Just one continuous open skyway path to the squirrels.
They are not eating and for minutes look like they are playing statutes. Expect the smallest fidgets and moves around his/her chosen tree too much.
Ah, they give up. The smallest and another keep nudging the two who are best at being still. Finally what seems a random chasing squirrel swirl breaks out. They have shepherded themselves out of my view. I assume now high up in a skyscraper tree back to their nest.
Either the snow and cold will increase or the squirrels have just done all they wanted to for today.