tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30790054.post1406903109607752428..comments2023-11-03T17:02:26.933+08:00Comments on The Camel Diaries: Treebeard and the Bonsai: An Organic ParableFerunkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05215904602239411884noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30790054.post-88562195693831764002007-02-27T14:49:00.000+08:002007-02-27T14:49:00.000+08:00When I was young and the air was clear, I would go...When I was young and the air was clear, I would go to the park to feed the squirrels. I would bring a packet of mixed nuts and scatter a bit at a time around the bench where I sat. At first, the squirrels would be shy and hesitant. But as they grew accustomed to my presence, a few of the bolder ones would venture closer and accept my offerings. I would speak to them but their replies were rare. I believe that they harbored a great secret that could not be shared. As time passed and I discovered new distractions, I stopped going to the park. All I really remember now is how nice it was to have squirrels nibbling on my nuts.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30790054.post-37210141832053980642007-02-26T22:39:00.000+08:002007-02-26T22:39:00.000+08:00I like this blog for tree reasons.I like this blog for tree reasons.DThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03217601371693467428noreply@blogger.com