There are moments I am reminded of the little things we need to remember and quite often it is in nature that I find this wisdom. One of these I get to witness is right out of a window I sit next to and often where I eat. On the other side of the window is a glider seat and it is an open bag of bird seed. The birds find it sometimes but more often than not, the neighborhood squirrels are raiding that pantry. I love squirrels; they are cute and fun to watch. Like so many animals when observed for periods of time their personalities shine through. I sit and watch as they make their careful approach, once the situation seems safe, they climb down into the bag and choose something good. Sometimes they stay submerged for a while and sometimes they pop their heads out to keep watch while they eat. While I try to be still, I do move sometimes catching their attention, freezing them as they watch me closely. After some time they go back to munching away at the free food, not really caring that I am watching. It’s fun.
I like feeding the squirrels. I like giving back to nature but it is far from selfless, because I do enjoy watching them so. When I was young, I talked a squirrel into walking onto my hand; it sat there as I pet it. Maybe I am a squirrel whisperer? Maybe I was a squirrel in a previous life? I don’t know about that. They make me smile and that is a good thing. I peer into their eyes trying to imagine what they are seeing or thinking; probably something like, why is this giant watching me? But I doubt that too, their life is simple and watching them eat relaxes me. Their needs are basic, no squirrel social media; lucky little critters.
The moral of the story is relax, have lunch and share it with someone if possible, even if it’s a squirrel. Maybe that is better than having it with a human because they will just be on their smart phone, and not connecting with you. Me and that squirrel had a moment, we broke bread and stared into each other's eyes and we knew we were friends. Smiling, I let go of the cacophony of noise in my head and the little critter got a belly full. Do you have moments like this? If not, why? Did someone say I’m crazy? Yeah, crazy to enjoy life when I can, anyway I can. Squirrel, it’s not what’s for dinner…it’s whose invited to dinner.
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