The trail is like a progressive peep show right now. The squirrels are especially busy--playing their erotic chasing games, chattering dirty to each other. I keep wondering when one of them is going to fall on my head as they leap from tree to tree. It’s all very sweet. One of the charms of spring is all the procreative energy it sets loose.
So I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised recently when I saw a used condom draped over a rock...(Click here to read the rest.)
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