Nesting in the rocks

Not often, but every once in a while, something makes me want to settle down, stay in one place, hatch an egg or two, like Mr & Mrs Squirrel just did. Of course in my family that means nesting in the rocks near the waters edge. On the other hand, nestling in the rocks might have been brought on by trying not to be blown away. That is Ft. Geronimo in the background, defending the entrance to the harbour and waiting for the rodent invasion.

TR