Windows are paintings framed by their sills and one of the wonderful things about window paintings is their constantly changing nature. As the world outside changes, moment by moment, we are gifted with fresh new paintings. Or we simply need to change our position, view them from a different perspective and we are told an entirely different story.
For the last several days my stairway window painting is inhabited with squirrels, first one and now two, munching on the seed pods left by the autumn tree.
They are busy preparing their bodies for a long, lean winter and I’m glad to see their bodies becoming plumper as they slowly nibble the branches clean. Even though my sister has a strong dislike for squirrels, saying they remind her of rats with fluffy tails, I’ve always rather liked them. And having had many close encounters with rats living in the port city of Vancouver, I can say there is a vast difference between fluffy tails and fat scaly tails….and I’ll take a fluffy one any day!
I sit on the window seat and watch the squirrels for a while. Close enough to almost reach out and touch them if the window were not there, but the drive to fill their stomachs is much stronger than any fear they might feel because of my proximity and they continue crunching.
It makes me happy to know that something I planted is able to nourish so many creatures in so many different ways. May we all be like my window painting tree….