During our lovely walk in the sunshine on Thursday morning, I came across this stash of peanut halves under the bottom branch of this little tree. Those peanuts are from the food we put out in our front yard for the wild birds. Looking at a couple of faint tracks in the crusty snow around this tree -- this tree in the middle of nowhere, at the edge of a field with no other trees around it (thanks to them being cut down last year) -- I think it might be a squirrel's stash.
It was cold enough overnight to make the snow crusty again so Abby and I were able to go for a walk this morning, raw ice fog hanging around us, and I made sure our path took us by this little tree.
The peanuts were all gone.
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