November 2007
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Remains of the Day: Stories of this, that and the...
The trees outside my apartment are nearly naked of leaves now that Autumn has swept in with her gusty winds and chilly temperament. Because the branches are now bare, it makes it easier to watch the many industrious squirrels scurrying around up in the networks of branching arboreal highways. Personally, I think watching squirrels tearing across branches (there tails flailing like some kind of...