Feb. 28th, 2016
Another shot from the “squirrel carrying something” set.
Apparently, when you have little tiny legs, there are challenges to racing across the snow.
Originally posted at stories.starmind.org.
“But as the unthought-on accident is guilty
To what we wildly do, so we profess
Ourselves to be the slaves of chance and flies
Of every wind that blows.”
Originally posted at stories.starmind.org.


