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The squirrel watches as it’s basting the sky, bonding the sun to the clouds as the day turns dark.
At the silence of the day, the sun is shining into the garden of lush trees.
Situated on a branch, the squirrel locks his beady eyes on a target. A baby blue bird flapping over from a birdhouse.
Then, like a fierce jungle animal stalking its prey, the squirrel hops up and scurries over to the bird. Slicing through the leaves like scissors.
The squirrel meets the bluebird
The bluebird backtracks its way to the birdhouse again. Blending with the sky, belting a song.
