Yesterday I spied another red squirrel collecting his winter's supply of food, this time a Scots pine cone. When he noticed me watching him, he quickly moved to the base of the tree to bury the cone, then raced back up the tree and over into one just beside me, where he proceeded to let me know my presence wasn't welcome. (I used the poster edges filter for the burying shot, as he was moving so quickly he was nothing but a blur.)
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