They cede the early morning to the birds, then emerge from their dreys and explore the yard. My scrutiny has reminded me that I don’t have “a bunch of” squirrels in the backyard. They’re a favorite of mine, but they’re so frenetic: running in hectic little bursts, tail up like a backward periscope. For the past four months, we’ve been building a screened porch in our backyard, or having one built. In an instant, it gilds the yard with its rays, burnishing bushes and grass, bird feeders and birds.

Source: Washington Post May 17, 2020 20:48 UTC