The continuing stories of a British family exiled (by choice) in the US and finding themselves in southern Maine.
Wednesday, April 28, 2021
Day 14.108: This little fella...
...seemed pretty skittish when we first saw him, but eventually settled down to have a little fir cone snack or two while we watched and waited.
The trail went right by where he'd stopped so eventually we had to disturb him. As you can see from the last picture he went to a crook in the tree at about eye level and watched us go by - presumably to then return to his spot by the trail.
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