While sitting at the stoplight at Foster/Saginaw I've watched an on going Fall ritual. A pair of black squirrels are attempting to relocate many of the horse chestnuts from a tree north of Saginaw to some where south. Back and forth they go, nuts in mouth. Now this might seem like a smart operation except for the fact that Saginaw is a very busy four lane street. I hope that the next time I sit at the stop light a don't see squirrel smears on the road.

On a different note, also involving squirrels and cars, an enterprising fox squirrel has decided that my car makes a great nut cracker. This time the nuts involved are black walnuts from two houses down. Whole nuts are left in my driveway and broken nuts are harvested. It is making a mess in my driveway, but I applaud the plan. Romy thinks it is fun as well. She sits in the window and chitters at the beasts.