fly-by-posting: 2025/01/17

fly-by-posting: 2025/01/17

There was a squirrel in my parking spot when I got in this morning. Somehow he looked guilty as he looked up and slunk/scurried away. What could he have been up to?

Meanwhile, the hordes of geese managed to be picturesque this afternoon – flying through a lowering, twilit snowfall will do that it seems.

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