Under them, squirrels were scurrying around. I noticed this one would dash about one meter and then stand up, dash another meter, and then stand up.
Looking to the right...
...then the left...
...then dead center.
It really is quite fat, but is most likely preparing for the hard winter.
For comparative purposes, here is a black squirrel in Toronto. Granted, the weather was about five (Celsius) degrees warmer.
Looking at the spindly branches, I was surprised a good gust of wind didn't simply knock these nests over.
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