Truth be told, the wind can blow, causing snow to cascade from branches high in a tree, driving a wispy avalanche from lower limbs, cascading to the forest floor in unusual rhythms. But the pattern on this bent-over maple, —that spans a creek, with its water racing in a melt-driven rage-- seems too un-random . . . More likely marking the saw-toothed passage of a squirrel —could’ve been a gray, red, black, or even fox squirrel in these parts-- that chose to take the high road, escaping the torrent below, all the while the stream none the wiser. Lessons in the snow from a supposed squirrel.
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