From my bedroom window early this morning, I saw the branches of my peach tree waving around unnaturally—which I took to be the sign of a marauder—so I went into the yard and found this guy who had just plucked one of my nascent fruits and was devouring it. Little shite. Bad manners, too, chewing with its mouth open. A squirrel from Delaware would never be so uncouth. The farmers market was unusually crowded this […]
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