Yesterday I posted about my vacation to Oregon. (Sing hallelujah!) And today I’ll share one last thing, the family I found away from home.
Okay, this squirrel may not look related in anyway, but watching it bound about a flower bush and gnaw on flowers made me think of the Paula. Growing up Paula was nicknamed “Squirrel.” I am not actually sure why other than it seems to fit.
See the squirrel stalk it’s prey?
See the half eyed delight of sinking it’s teeth into a luscious flower?
See it’s paws pushing the food into it’s mouth?
And look at that face of satisfaction.
I’m just saying…
it reminded me of home.