Monday 3 October 2016

A Squirrel Buries Its Treasure

A squirrel gets ready for the winter ahead. Henry David Thoreau watched as the little creature carried out its work and later wrote about the scene...






It’s that time of year – autumn, the season of collecting, harvesting and preparing for winter.   The markers of the passing of the seasons are very noticeable in rural areas as humans and non-humans set about preparing for the long, dark months ahead.  The fields and barns have been a hive of activity and indoors, people begin to stock up with winter supplies.  But others too are acutely aware that the seasonal clock is ticking and in the woods, there is much to-ing and fro-ing among the small mammals.  It has been several months since I saw a red squirrel but I have spotted a couple lately while walking in the local forest.  When an opportunity arises and it is possible to observe one from a discreet vantage point, I return somewhat richer and happier for the encounter.

It was after returning from the woods and watching a squirrel going about its business that Henry David Thoreau put pen to paper and recorded the event:

 “I saw a red squirrel run along the bank under the hemlocks with a nut in its mouth.  He stopped near the foot of a hemlock, and hastily pawing a hole with its fore feet, dropped the nut, covered it up, and retreated part way up the trunk of the tree, all in a few moments.  I approached the shore to examine the deposit, and he, descending betrayed no little anxiety for his treasure and made two or three motions to recover the nut before he retreated.  Digging there, I found two pignuts joined together, with their green shells on, buried about an inch and a half in the soil, under the red hemlock leaves.  This then, is the way forests are planted.  This nut must have been brought twenty rods at least and was buried at just the right depth.  If the squirrel is killed, or neglects its deposit, a hickory springs up.”  

( H D Thoreau 
from 
The Journal of Henry David Thoreau)