A wish from long ago dropped in: Oh, if all I had to do was leap from limb to limb….
It seemed so carefree, and I longed to escape. The world was so hard.
Everywhere I looked it seemed that everyone’s life was easier than mine, not simpler, surely, but easier. They seemed to know when to leap.
Just the very thought of risk frightened me so much I didn’t recognize that a leap from limb to limb is risk disguised as grace.
The only care the squirrel has is survival, like every life form on the planet.
Some of us just accept that better or seemingly so. 😉
We are not all brave all the time, and I suspect squirrels are also reluctant. After all, the leap to the next limb may bring the unexpected. At the very least it brings a bit of the unknown.
In these years, I know there is no staying on one limb too long.