This afternoon our cat, Mittens, and I sat out on the screen porch. It was 46 degrees on the day after Christmas so we weren't completely crazy, plus this time of year it's actually more of a window porch. We watched a squirrel on the maple out back. He was eating something off the bark of the tree. The squirrel was really working. I wonder if he was eating lichen or something similar off the bark. It was a very single minded effort that he kept at for a long time. That's him, right below the knothole, midway up the central branch.... Mary
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