ARTICLES / General /
Old Nuts /
Other ArticlesBy Arthur N. Gottlieb, LCSW, CSA
Earlier today I cleaned out the kitchen
cupboard and discarded all the stuff I wasn’t sure about
anymore. It was comforting work for a cold mid-winter
day in New England.
Long hidden behind some cans of tomatoes, I found some
half-used bags of nuts that I decided to donate to the
front yard wildlife fund.
The scattered nuts showed up clearly upon the freshly
fallen snow. Almost immediately the blue jays sounded
the call, and they along with resident squirrels were
soon working the now dotted field of white.
I stayed on the front porch for a while watching the
squirrels gather up the nuts. There was one nearby who
was facing me, sitting up with his furry white belly,
munching away.
I was impressed that this little guy was able to gather
up a lot of nuts and store them in his cheeks until they
were bulging.
Soon after, he ran up a Norway maple and settled into
his nest, where his cargo of old nuts would provide for
another wintry day less fortunate than this one.
