One interesting aspect of living in an older neighborhood is older, larger trees and their resident squirrels. This morning I took a quick walk downtown to the library and had the temerity to walk past the neighborhood ninja. I walked within a foot of him as he circled his low hanging branch - keeping his eye on me, assuring himself he was hidden; Reminding me of the boys when they were little, sitting on the family room floor with their hands over their heads - declaring you can't see me I'm hiding. Ninja squirrels indeed.
