Original Feature Photo by Nancy Rose

Sunday, December 4, 2022

I was folding laundry on Friday and noticed a squirrel in the tree. I walked closer to my window and saw the squirrel looking directly at me. As I set t-shirts and socks in my drawer, it perched on a branch observing my every motion.

We had a 6-second stare-off before a postal truck drove into my peripheral.

Two days later, I’m writing about this moment, thinking that the mailman delivers on Sundays during the holidays.

For me, at least…

-Budd

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