Part of the trail around the marsh winds through a wooded area which includes a number of Scots pine trees. Where there are pine trees one usually finds squirrels. Today I happened to glimpse this little furry head at the top of a dead pine snag at the marsh edge. Next he (she?) peered down into the hollow interior, perhaps thinking "I could hide a lot of pine cones in there." The little fellow then jumped to a nearby tree right on the edge of the path, where it inspected a branch stub. (Continued . . .)
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