Yesterday I was sitting at the dining room table eating lunch and looking out the picture window. I noticed this collection of leafy twigs in a fork of a tree near the house.
It wasn't long until I saw who was responsible for all those branches in the fork of that tree. . .
She leaped away, intent upon her work. . .
There was apparently much work to be done!
The squirrel worked very hard to bring branches to the nest and pull them down and put them into place.
But then she saw me looking at her.
I moved away out of her sight, but it was too late. Evidently she thought better of building a nest where a human could watch her every move while sitting in the comfort of their own home.
And I haven't seen her since that last pic. Too bad. It would have been interesting to see what happened next.