Soggy, Foggy morning.
Sun is having a hard time shaking off her covers,
Here comes the Saturday morning Squirrel for breakfast,
He has his Pistachio in his mouth.
After Breakfast he decides to pose.
Here's looking at you!
He climbs down and comes over to me to Thank me.
He never doesn't do that every time I give him Breakfast.
After the fog burns off. . .clouds come around.
Clouds and in the upper left corner is a bird flying,
Life is like photography. You use the negatives to develop. ~ Lori McNee