“I made friends with them, the squirrels in that tree.” Too late to take back the words, but I feel silly, desperate, making friends with squirrels — though it’s not this thought that takes hold of my heart but the bigger one. They cut down the tree.
Far from the Tree
Far from the Tree
Far from the Tree
“I made friends with them, the squirrels in that tree.” Too late to take back the words, but I feel silly, desperate, making friends with squirrels — though it’s not this thought that takes hold of my heart but the bigger one. They cut down the tree.