The road I live on is lined with trees that reach over the streets. The squirrels jump from tree to tree, moving about the neighborhood without ever touching ground. They run along the phone wires too, but the real joy is watching them jump from one tree to another.
I notice it more when I walk Rush, because he loves watching squirrels. I’m sure he wishes he could climb trees so he could chase them in 3 dimensions.
This morning, I watched a squirrel bound about until he was too far to see. What was left was the trees, lit in morning sun. It would be good to navigate the trees like a squirrel.