I was sitting in bed one day, writing in my notebook, and looked out the window to see a squirrel diving into the snow. It would disappear fully for a moment and then emerge nibbling on whatever it had found below. The squirrel’s activity was fun to watch.
When I was outside the other day, I looked closely at the yard and realized that we had holes in the snow all over the place. On the surface of the snow near most of the holes, I found acorn shells, leaves and dirt. The squirrels had had a field day digging up buried acorns, chowing down on them, and leaving midden piles behind. I walked through the yard taking pictures of the more interesting ones and counting holes. (Research for the blog, you know!) There were over 50 around our property, most of them near the bases of our oak trees. I’m glad our yard could serve as a smorgasbord for the squirrels.