Why the Squirrel Kept Winning?
I had the favorable luck or hardship relying upon your atmosphere point of view of living in Minnesota for a very long time. The summers were lovely, fall was fantastic with the changing shades of the leaves on trees and winter was, well, damn virus. My neighbor, Harold was a decent old person who had resigned numerous years prior who slept all colder time of year however wanted to cultivate throughout the late spring. The main time I saw Harold…