Friday, September 25, 2009

Extra Bushy Tails on the Squirrels

"Observation of squirrels also serves to predict the weather, particularly the severity and length of the approaching winter. If their tails are very bushy and they can be seen collecting huge amounts of nuts, squirrelling them away, a long and bitter winter is about to begin."

This morning while pulling weeds in the garden, two very noisy squirrels were chasing each other around and around the black walnut tree. One had a walnut in its mouth and evidently the other one wanted it. I stood watching for quite some time but kept looking at their tails, in all the years of living here, I have never seen such bushy tails. They are like full feather dusters at the back of their bodies. Makes me think, this could be a cold winter. Time will tell.
It sure was fun watching them, although it took a bit longer for me to get done with the task at hand.
photos were not taken this morning because I was not about to walk into the house and get the camera and miss this little show of "I'm gunna get you".


Kristi in the Western Reserve said...

wonderful pictures, Patti! I love squirrels and acorns and have a small collection of them which will come out with my grandmothers wild turkey plates later on in October. Fall is a lovely time of year, but every season has a special beauty.

Dawn said...

Oh I hope it's a cold winter! I hope for snow too!

Guess we'll wait and see. =)

Morning's Minion said...

I enjoy weather folklore. My grandfather made interesting predictions based on his long life as a farmer and outdoorsman.

Janette said...

I have noticed our squirrels are much more active harvesting acorns. Many more than our five years here. The tails are HUGE! I had better get some gas for the generator. Our electricity goes out regularly in winter storms. Living like we did through the last ice storm was not very fun!

Marianna said...

Oh, I do hope those tails are right! I haven't noticed too much activity from the squirrels around here, yet, but the acorns haven't really started falling yet.

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