It's the busy season for the squirrel population. As I sit here in my comfy chair, a whole whirl of activity is presented by the scurriment of squirrels and acorn hiding. It's like a golden harvest going into little holes in the ground and later retrieved when food is scarce. The part that amazes me is the large number they bury and how they remember where to find them! one day I was enjoying the activities of the baby squirrels when all of a sudden a large owl swooped down for dinner, at first I felt really upset and a little nauseated, then I realized that the great owl has to stay alive too! |
I wrote a novella a few years ago that really needs to be rewritten, but I just don't want to do it yet. I have started 4 new stories and lost interest in them haunted by my unfinished novella. Maybe writing this down and marking my concern will free me to work on a new story I started about a month ago. |