There is a distinct sound that Squirrel makes when she is scampering up a tree trunk. That's what is sounded like this morning as the breeze started to bend the ice laden branches in the woods. The tree crinkle started in the Northeast. The it jumped to a spot just South of me. It was as if a whole gathering of Squirrels had leapt from the North woods across the Cabin and landed in the Southern woods.
I have never herd this tree crinkle before, and I was struck by the infinite variety of sounds Wind and Tree can make. I am grateful I was there to listen. I wonder what I might hear next?