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There is a poem with this, today\u2019s Day Poem.<\/p>\n\n\n

3\/11<\/p>\n

The chipmunks were out in force at
Laudholm Farms this unexpectedly
warm March day. The temperature
hovered just below 70, and the sky
was clear and blue. I watched a
chipper scamper in the woods, and
then, becoming aware of me. freeze
at the foot of an adolescent maple…
too big to be called a sapling, but
still small enough to be in its dancing
days in the shade of its elders. Up
or around, I had to wonder, thinking
of the chipmunk, and then, taking
a step closer for a photo, the chipper
dived under (not a direction I had
considered) into a unseen hole where
what will be a buttress root in a hundred
years jutted out from the base of the
tree. I walked on, not wanting in any
way to diminish the chipmunk\u2019s en-
joyment of the rare, fine March day,
especially as it was clearly evident
he had no intention of spoiling mine.<\/p>\n

Sony Rx10iv at 600mm equivalent. Program mode with my custom birds and wildlife modifications. Processed in Polarr and Apple Photos. <\/p>

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