Every fall, the squirrels around Clatter Valley go kind of, well, nuts. Their frenzied foraging has them leaping at the bird feeders, scrabbling at seeds, and darting thither and yon. Their ongoing game of tree tag reaches for new heights of ferocity too. But, strange as the local squirrels may seem, they cannot compare with some of their crazier cousins.
Bio
- Steve Silk
- Farmington, CT
- Blogging about gardens, travel, and the cosmos. Basically,I'm a home gardener who's gone round the bend. I became interested in plants more than 20 years ago, during extended travels in tropical South America and Southeast Asia. Some of the tropical plants seen during those journeys, along with hundreds of other plants from all parts of the world, now grow in my ever-expanding garden. I’m a former newspaper photographer, travel writer and was managing editor at Fine Gardening magazine. I now design, write about, and photograph gardens. I give lectures about them too.
Garden Areas at Clatter Valley
Tulip Walk
Red bed
Tropicalesque patio
Shed and ornamental edibles
Lilac garden
Under the pergola
Our Fowl Friends
Elvis
Blotanical 2009 Awards
Best Connecticut Blog
StatCounter
8 comments:
I agree, they went nuts!
Ok, you made my day :)
I only wish the squirrels here were so talented. Cute.
Brilliant!
My favorite ever Marvin Gaye tune, Steve. And I felt those squirrels represented it well indeed.
You blog is a terrific start, love it.
Tina-Nothing like a little disco to make you lose your mind!
HHG-Hey, it's easy to train squirrels--they work for peanuts!
Thanks Zoe, glad you got a kick out of it.
Steve-I'm pretty darn sure that's the gloved one singing, but whomever, the squirrels do indeed represent it well.
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