While clearing my mind and “meditating” during yoga class early this morning I glanced out the window and noticed a squirrel scurrying up a tree.
It led me to thinking about the peanut that used to sit on top of the Squirrel Peanut Butter jar. When you opened a new jar, there it was; a tasty, crunchy peanut.
It’s not there any more.
Where did it go?
