Grey Squirrel

Balanced on the edge of the old wooden feeder like a tiny woodland landlord inspecting his property, this curious squirrel paused mid-snack as if caught in an important thought. One paw rested on the weathered timber, the other clutching a treasured nut, while his silver-grey tail curled behind him like a plume of winter smoke. In that fleeting moment, the garden felt less like a backyard and more like a secret forest café where the regulars arrive with bright eyes, busy paws, and stories from the trees.