Squirrel
In the shadows of the acorn tree, watching the squirrels race around gathering acorns. Their busy little hands rotating them, examining each acorn. Hoarding them, even brawling with other squirrels for access to the best trees. Daring acrobats that risk life and limb to collect them from the willowy ends of branches.
Trees full of acorns
daring acrobat squirrels
hoards little brown nuts
Haibun Contest
Sponsored by Cecelia Hopkins-Drewer
July 28, 2017
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