May we be the ones who come by bringing something good to eat.
If it seems you’re out of acorns*, may you always find one more.
*(alternatively; biscuits, jim-jims, aspirin, chocolates, options, etc.)
We trust that you will stop in and remind us where it is.
We’ll find the warmth of winter in one another’s laughter.
(For more squirrel stuff, see “Seven Squirrelebrations,”