Pizzey's Perch

One of the many joys of sum­mer beside a for­est-encir­cled lake is that unlike every moment of every day in “nor­mal” life, your pri­va­cy is respect­ed. The wel­come excep­tion is a chip­munk, who appears, unbid­den and insis­tent, for a hand­out of nuts. When cheek pouch­es are on the point of burst­ing , he/she (gen­der assign­ment is nigh on impos­si­ble with chip­pies) darts off to store them deep in a hid­den den.… Read the rest