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CRUMBS, THE OAK, AND THE WIND

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Donut glaze gleaming~ tiny paws clutch sugary theft, black eyes round with greed. Mid-bite, the world disappears: just crumbs, the oak, and the wind.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Gauthier Avatar
January 25, 2026 at 6:40 PM
Charming !
Crandall Avatar
January 24, 2026 at 2:51 PM
Why that little rascal!
Hind Avatar
January 22, 2026 at 5:55 PM
interesting!!
Rolland Avatar
January 22, 2026 at 7:00 AM
so nice and descriptive, details have music, enjoyed
DiMino Avatar
January 22, 2026 at 6:47 AM
Yep, Nature often screws up our plans. Eat fast, live fast. Not always the healthiest choices...but we do our best. Both squirrels and humans have to deal with a Nature when Nuts.
Etgen-Baker Avatar
January 22, 2026 at 3:40 PM
I agree...sometimes a hectic day can lead to some questionable eating choices. we try, though, right?
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