Some More Thoughts on Squirrels

I love watching the squirrels run around campus. They're such precious little creatures. Eyes that push the limits of beadiness to unbearable limits, that bore into the depths of your soul until you unleash an irresistible... squee. And a very very thin ring of white fur surrounding those beadular eyes, while the nose twitches and the mouth frantically stuffs itself on acorns below... Acorns are really cute too, come to think of it. The way the top shell fits around the bottom nut... that would be a great pencil box design for some Asian stationery store.
I don't think I'll ever get tired of seeing a squirrel's tail oscillate in a wave with its body lines, acting as a counterweight. I like how the silvery sheen on the bushiness of the tail settles on the very edges like a halo or a cloud. And the little paws that effectively function as hands...
I do think the squirrels have been getting fatter. They do fatten up for the winter, right?
And now it's time for a picture of the scariest man in the world. The world of Parallax, I mean.
Is this a not-so-subtle and ego-gratifying way of saying that I'm working on Parallax again? You bet it is.