Today I was lucky to watch something I knew happened but hadn't seen before.
A chipmunk was busy in the trees out back, stuffing her cheeks with berries, traveling along branches which weren't even thick enough to be called twigs and which flipped under her weight and left her dangling. Several "whoa"s escaped my lips as I watched through binoculars. A small flock of robins was working the trees at the same time. Pouches full, she headed to her home directly opposite my window. Later, I saw her pursuing the safer course of picking up fallen berries from the ground. I imagine you could virtually share my experience by watching this video which I haven't seen, but that's a much sturdier branch than the ones my neighbor was coping with.
Thursday Poem - Song of Autumn
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