101/365 Coffee Pot
Like a small grey coffee-pot, sits the squirrel. He is not all he should be, kills by dozens trees, and eats his red-brown cousins. The keeper on the other hand, who shot him, is a Christian, and loves his enemies, which shows the squirrel was not one of those.
Humbert Wolfe
love the shot and the poem. The gray squirrel does remind one of a coffee pot :)
ReplyDeletewhat an interesting poem
ReplyDeleteDo you know if that really true about eating red squirrels? How would they a gray ever catch a red?
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