singing its spring songs all the way to Lilly’s House:
I never heard of a black squirrel. Never saw one in person or in a picture. While walking with Steve to view some of the apartment/condo buildings on the Gold Coast near where we live, we happened upon a bunch of black squirrels in a small region of a small neighborhood, running from yard to yard, tree to tree. It was like they were showing off for us. So of course I had to oblige and take their picture, so they could be posted on Birth Of A Seed!
Years ago, in our front yard on Arthur Street in Springfield Massachusetts grew a catalpa tree. Large leaves with long bean-like pods and white pungent flowers that stuck to the sidewalk where they fell. That was a long time ago and the tree has since been taken down. In all the places I lived since childhood, I never did see another. Till now. I’ve been in this part of Cleveland for ten years and walked by it many times, yet never did see it, standing right in front of me. A joyful discovery.
There’s Steve walking on home.
A mile in my own shoes yesterday was a Spring Afternoon Delight!