A Different Kind of New Year's Eve Party

Today I am grateful for avocados and sledding time with our grandson Leo. 

I'm still on a squirrel kick today. They can certainly be pesky, and have irritated us more than a few times, but they are also cheap entertainment. They scurry and scamper on wires and tree limbs with a light agility I envy. 

They have also gotten more than a few mentions in my blog posts, including yesterday's:

The squirrels are now more obvious as they scurry across the white landscape. I watched a couple doing the work of searching for food. Different work now than it was before the snow. In the stillness, I felt a simple connection to other living things. Connections are important.

This morning, I took a look out our picture window and soon noticed six squirrels. At one point four of them were in the crabapple tree in our front yard. Two more were across the street doing some foraging. It was a New Year's Eve party of a different kind.

Some of you may be having a different kind of New Year's Eve party in this COVID year, or none at all. Our New Year's Eve is usually pretty quiet and we are just fine with that.

These squirrels could care less that this is the last day of the year 2020. Maybe on some level they sense the difficulties their human counterparts have had these last months. But mostly they just stay busy doing what squirrels do. And bringing smiles to humans like me. 

Thank you to our squirrel neighbors for their aerial acts and down-to-earth reminders to just BE. And in human terms, to just BE is to breathe and love. These are the cornerstones of life aren't they?