They are always a joy to watch; red squirrels in particular, though these are not so easy to find nowadays. They inhabit a few enclaves in the islands where they once roamed supreme.
The last time I saw some was in the grounds of Southport Crematorium a few months ago. I was feeling rather leaden, given the location and the occasion, as you might imagine. Tufty and company quite unwittingly proved a momentarily uplifting sight on an otherwise sad day and gave me, for a while at least, something of a spring in my own step.
Here's Tufty ;-) |
Not Really About Squirrels
We wandered through hazel woods,
the day was warm and air smelled good.
Within that dappled cavern of green leaves
stirred gently by a lazy breeze
we followed squirrels
as they leaped from tree to tree...
...and afterwards decided
not to live together anymore.
We both felt warm and tender
and a little sad
for the loss of what we'd had.
Thanks for reading. Have a good week, S ;-)
3 comments:
I lived in the highlands for a couple of years and red squirrels came to the garden.
I have had many close encounters of the Red Squirrel kind, including one on my breakfast table on holiday. Very secretive and shy creatures, so I won't tell you where.
Love this one Steve x
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