I gather your "furry" friend is a squirrel. Poor things. They store up food here and there and then later when it is needed, they have forgotten where their stash is. Love and peace,
Burying the food in the ground. Later, find the food again with a keen sense of smell… Not a memory of where buried. Any nuts (seeds) not found by this method, can easily grow and become trees.
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
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