Point A

I was watching a squirrel the other day.

Run up a branch.

Then jump to a roof.

Then jump on a wire.

And run down that wire.

To another branch.

Which just happened to be about five feet.

From the first branch.

The way the crow flies.

And I thought, wow.

What a difference.

Between squirrels and crows.

One appears to be having a lot more adventure.

Getting from point A…