Into my heart an air that kills From yon far country blows: What are those blue remembered hills, What spires, what farms are those? This is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain. The happy highways where I went And cannot come again. - A.E. Housman (1859-1936)

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Squirrel


This little guy really didn't want to vacate the bird feeder. I was only about 5 or 6 feet away for this photo!

1 Comments:

Blogger David said...

Dang squirrels! Your squirrels are WAY bigger. We have tiny ones down here.

12:21 PM

 

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