They are also home to squirrels. Yesterday, as I walked back from the library, I saw a young man chasing a squirrel. I seemed the squirrel saw it as a game. It was almost like a dog and boy playing as they went around the tree first one way and then the other. Finally, the squirrel went up the tree far enough that he could not be reached and looked back down.
October is national poetry month in Great Britain. Other countries celebrate in different months. Let’s share this one throughout the world with a whimsical poem from an American poet who lost his life in France during World War I.
Join me, please, in celebrating harmony …in poets, people, and countries.
Enjoy!
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Yes, squirrels are delightful. They have consistenly eaten up any tomatoes I’ve grown, so I gave up on that. But watching their energy and ingenuity has more than compensated for the irritation of having them chew through whatever interests them!
My mother-in-law used to complain about the deer in her garden. Despite all the complaining, she never put up a fence. A fence would have eliminated their visits and she did not want that.
Yes, squirrels are delightful. They have consistenly eaten up any tomatoes I’ve grown, so I gave up on that. But watching their energy and ingenuity has more than compensated for the irritation of having them chew through whatever interests them!
Beautiful poem
Thank you Lvsrao.
Thank God – My frame of mind is such that I thought the squirrel was going to run out in the road and get run over! Wow. This morning I noticed that the most popular topic on my blog lately is death …. when I investigated, I found that half of my posts lately deal with it.
Time for me to read some Winnie-the-Pooh.
Nice to discover your blog – I am considering taking up teaching college writing here in the U.S. as a second career.
Blessings-
I think we go through periods where different themes emerge. Sometimes it runs below the radar and it takes something to surface them. I am looking forward to following your reflections on Winnie the Pooh.