The Black Squirrel


While in Boston this past weekend, I brought my brother to the Public Garden and showed him the spot where Andy and I got married. The Garden has different charms in the Fall – the colorfully changed leaves of the trees, the sun slanting deeper in the sky, and this special guest – the black squirrel. I had not seen any black squirrels in the Garden before now. They had been prolific in Washington, DC, where Andy and I watched them with the rapt interest of the novelty they were to us.

Hopefully this guy (or gal) will be here when Andy makes it back into town.

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