As
I sit this morning, I see Squirrel scurry up, stop, notice me, then
continue on her way. She seems thinner than she was in the Fall, and
I imagine it is because of the scarcity of food in Winter.
I
am grateful for the bounty I have access to all year long, but am
curious about the bounty of living that is available only to those
who have to reclaim their existence every single day. Thank you
Squirrel for reminding me of the varied possibilities for living, and
that each offers its own gifts.
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