It's been a long winter, and heavier than most. A couple of months ago, while the snow remained plowed shoulder-high along the road into this housing development, I drove by a heartbreakingly ... Everyman-ish, pedestrian.
A tiny shrew was dashing along the base of the gigantic, never-ending dirty white escarpment lining the road, scampering in sheer, leg-breaking panic in search of some way back into the fields.
For what its worth, little guy, I hope you found your tunnel again and ended your short life peacefully in your nice, cozy burrow. We mice and shrews should not be trying to run the rat-race.
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