On Squirrels

 A squirrel hopped the fence. Off it goes, prancing into the middle of the field. I think it's searching for something. There he goes, digging around in the dirt, sniffing, searching I look away for a second and he's back over the fence.

And he's reappeared! He perks up and - oh! A second squirrel comes running right into him. My first friend jumps up, startled. A third squirrel joins the party. My first friend is still searching.

And the leaves are falling. it's 2:53 and the leaves are falling as a bee looks me in the eye and winks - what?

... and the leaves are falling as a bee looks me in the eye and... buzzes away happily.

Three ladies found my friend. They stand around and watch him dig. Do they know I'm watching too? A fourth squirrel hops the fence. It seems those are the only things squirrels know how to do, hop fences and dig for acorns. A father carrying his child points to my friend. So far, I've seen five dogs. Why don't people walk their cats? A man stares as he walks by.

The two squirrels have a staring contest while chowing down on an acorn, or at lease - what I assume to be an acorn. Maybe they found a nice steak?

And it's someone's birthday. I mean, that was a given (obviously) but now I know for sure that it's someone's birthday because of what was written on the balloons she gave him.

Six, seven, eight more dogs pass by. The sixth one spots my friend, and he stands still to point at it. His owner very kindly lets him into the grass, inching closer and closer to my friend. They have another staring contest, my friend is on high alert as the dog goes running! Get away! Get away from him! My friend runs up a tree, safe in the branches. A ninth dog goes by. Many families are out today.

A little brown bird hops in front of me but then flies away when someone approaches. I'm sitting on the bench marked "Sandy G, a man for all seasons; loved by his family; all year long."

And a 10th dog goes by

And all the squirrels are gone.