The squirrels in the cemetery - and there are a lot of them with sometimes 6 or 7 of them in view at any one time - have been very active in the mild recent weather, looking for any opportunity to forage for food in between the cold snaps.
When they pause to feed, paws to mouth, I always try and work out what they are munching on which is tricky as squirrels being squirrels don't tend to let you get close enough to see without haring it up a tree trunk.
But the colour of what they were eating stood out plain. Flashes of purple, flashes of white. They were not eating nuts or seeds, they were eating flowers! Specifically, crocuses.
This would explain why every now and then you'd come across a little patch of crocuses on the ground that looked like they'd been vandalised by pixies. It was not little folk who were the rioters, rather bushy tailed ruffians, grabbing the flowers and running up into the branches to eat them.
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