Merry Christmas

 

Special tree delivery

Santa's gift to his furry elves

who collected acorns for his reindeer

and just in time for the  Woodpile's Christmas Festival.

What, you thought we were snug

in our burrows, down for a long winter's nap?

Chrstimas Wreath

My buddy Bushy the squirrel has been watching the creative crafts channel on cable. He was inspired to make a Christmas wreath to decorate the Woodpile. He set himself a goal to make it from all recycled materials. He gathered discarded branches from the place selling Christmas trees. On the way back to the Woodpile he found a box of Christmas decorations set out on the curb for free.

He started working on his wreath but something didn't seem right. It finally dawned on him, there was no snow! It didn't feel very Christmas like without snow. He borrowed a blender and started grinding up ice cubes. It took an hour and 50 pounds of ice but he had snow to assemble his wreath on. Talk about dedication.

 Attaching the Christmas bulb to the wreath was harder than looked.

He tried a different angle but that didn't work either.

Bushy's brother Tommy dropped by and asked if he needed help.

 

With the help of his brother, he finally got it secured.

Bushy is busy working another branch into the wreath.

Bushy works at tying the ribbon on securely.

 

A very nervous Bushy can't decide if his project is finished or not.

 

New Woodpile Library

After over twenty five years of having the Woodpile in the exact same spot, the Woodpile Council voted unanimously in October to relocate it ten feet due west. This caused a great deal of confusion for our human neighbors. All sorts of rumors circulated as to what was going on. Some thought my cousin Vinnie was building a rocket launch pad for NASA. One of the more colorful rumors was that the Woodpilers were setting up a moonshine still! I am afraid the truth of the matter is not quite as exciting.

About a week ago, all the rumors were put to bed when a flatbed truck rolled up at 7am sharp and started unloading all of the pieces to the new Woodpile Library. Within two hours, a brand new 10 x 10 foot library was fully assembled and ready for phase II – bringing in the bookcases and books.

We had outgrown our previous library space which  was only a mere three square feet. Our new library has a 100 square feet and we installed bookcases as much as five feet tall. We went from a capacity of about three dozen books to space for 1200 books. Word got out quickly. We received many book donations and had no trouble filling up the shelves. In less than we a week, we went from the smallest critter library in North America to the largest.

Every year we “refresh” the Woodpile with three cords of new wood.

 

 

Here is the Woodpile in its new location. Impressive isn’t it?

 

The new library shortly after completion. You may notice some odd dark lines running through the grass. Light yellow "L" shaped line is cracked corn for our feathered friends.

The Woodpile Corp of Engineers was busy digging a tunnel system to reach the library. This way critters wouldn’t have to get their paws cold and wet scurrying through the snow in winter.

 

 

Did I mention the new library is run on solar power? We decided to go green.

 

The solar panel powers the lighting system.

Our masonry crew was busy installing the steps.

Taking a well deserved break after moving this cement block singled pawed.

The building inspector gives the final okay for the library to open.

Before the library even opened, this young lady donated a collection of sci-fi titles. Time to brush up on my Star Wars reading.

It took an army of volunteers to move all the books in.

The new library was even equipped with a file cabinet for archival materials and unpublished reports.

I received the honor of checking out the first book from the library. My wife wanted me to get “The Handy Chipmunk’s Guide Burrow Repairs.” (It was still on order and hasn't arrived yet, phew!). My cousin Vinnie and his mentor Tom recommended some ‘light reading’, specifically Plato’s philosophical work called “The Republic.” My old school teacher Mrs. Spot recommended the classics like Henry David Thoreau’s “Walden.” What did I decided on? Well, I discovered some vintage comic books, my idea of "classic" literature and  “light reading."

Critter Moonshot

NASA has revived its moon landing space program. One aspiring chipmunk, Henry, applied to their astronaut program. Henry has advanced degrees in engineering and astronomy, and has his pilot's license. Sounds like great credentials. Not to mention he is about 150x lighter than the average human astronaut. Less weight is always a good thing for space flight. Sadly, his application was declined.

Henry wasn’t discouraged. He had a backup plan. He was bound and determined to be the first four legged critter to land on the moon. Using an astronomy app on his smartphone, he discovered that the crescent moon would rise directly behind the Woodpile. All he had to do was hop on. The timing would be tricky but not impossible.

Before my loyal fans started sending emails explaining the moon orbits the earth at a distance between 225,000 and 253,000 miles away and such a feat is impossible … please review the photographic evidence first. Us ‘munks are capable of some really amazing things.

Henry scouts out the best place to leap from the Woodpile to the moon.

 After waiting patiently the big moment has arrived.

But he discovers his calculations are off by two tail lengths and he needs to scramble to reposition himself.

 
It is now or never!

 

He has two paws on the moon but he hold on?

He has done it! “One small step for critter, one giant leap for critter kind.”

 

Five minutes later, Henry leaped off the moon and made a successful “splashdown” at the Woodpile.

 

Acorn Stuffing Contest

Millions of years ago, on the evolutionary tree of life, squirrels and chipmunks branched off as two separate species. Squirrels developed gray fur to better blend in with the gray bark of oak trees from which their favorite food acorns come from. We chipmunks developed brown fur with stripes to better blend in with the leaves. We became experts at gathering and hoarding seeds, especially sunflower seeds. Our taste for sunflower seeds has become encoded in our genes.

 Every once in a while, one of those ancient squirrel genes re-asserts itself. You will be walking along in woods, and pass by a critter gathering acorns. You will think to yourself, that critter seems a bit too small for a gray squirrel. I don’t recall squirrels having stripes. You take a better look and find a chipmunk ignoring the sunflower seeds and stuffing its cheeks with acorns!

I just found out recently that these acorn loving ‘munks have formed their own club called the Nutty’Munk. This year, the club decided to hold their annual fall acorn stuffing contest at the Woodpile. I thought I would share a few photos of the contest with my loyal readers.

Contestants have 30 seconds to stuff as many acorns as they can into their cheek pouches. A pile of Godiva sunflower seeds placed close by as a potential distraction.

Ready, set, …

“Is anyone going to say GO?”

The judges picked the biggest acorns they could find. This one is bigger than the poor ‘munk’s head!

In it goes

On to acorn #2

His cheek pouches are going to be sore at the end of the day.

Unfazed, he is working on #3

Unbelievable, he got it in without much effort.

Incredible this is #4.

                                                     Times up! Does halfway in count?

 

Here comes the second contestant. Wait a second, she isn't even a critter.

 

She is munching down all of those expensive Godiva sunflower seeds. The judges all got their whiskers in a tizzy as they yell “disqualified.” (Turns out to be a practical joke by the production staff)

 

 

No ‘munk managed to beat the first contestant. Here he is posing
for his winning photo for the newspaper.

Pumpkin Carving Art Class

My friend Bushy the Squirrel has been taking art classes. This isn't your traditional art class either. The art teacher is big on expressing oneself creatively. For their very first class, she made them put their paint brushes away, and use their tails as brushes instead. (I did mention this was a critter art class, didn't I?) It took a few classes, but the students got rather good at tail brushes.

October's classes have focused on studying post-modernist paintings and three dimensional artwork. Bushy has found this genera of art absolutely fascinating. (Personally, I find it totally baffling and way too abstract). Since it is Halloween month, the teacher has come up with a fun project. The students have to "carve" a pumpkin in the post-modern style as their project. Bushy found a perfect pumpkin just "lying" around uncarved on Mom's porch. Why would anyone leave a pumpkin uncarved?

Bushy moved the pumpkin from the porch to the ground littered with fall leaves for better inspiration.  He started to chew a hole through the pumpkin to create a pumpkin burrow. He realized that was too simple. He wanted a bold piece of art.

When I arrived to check on his progress, I found him deep in thought.

All that thinking about his art project made him hungry. He devoured the secret stash of sunflower seeds hidden in the leaves.

 
Bushy started to carefully remove the dark orange skin of the pumpkin to reveal the yellow interior.

Apparently all of this creative effort required a second round of snacks.

In the middle of snacking, he had another inspiration and went to work.

Claws and teeth were carving away at a furious pace.

When he was finished, he stood back to made a final assessment and was pleased with his effort.

Bushy pumpkin “carving” started to attract attention almost immediately. It evoked strong emotions with each critter. 

 
This Mourning Dove thought this was the most impressive piece of art since the Mona Lisa was painted. 

Here is the pumpkin installed at the “Porch Gallery.” Mom, dropped by and asked if anyone had seen her pumpkin she was saving for Thanksgiving pumpkin pie.