Just as I was driving under a telephone wire a raccoon scampered across. I could only see his black profile against the evening sky, but it was undoubtedly a raccoon.
What made him decide to cross a 1.5″ wire a story and a half in the air vs. running across on the ground? I’ll never know.
I love that animals are so distinct in shape and color. It’s magnificent.
I wish more of us would be okay with our differences from one another rather than hiding them.
Wouldn’t it be a shame if a giraffe never held her head high because she was embarrassed about being too tall?