the chronicle of the thirteenth day of rainfalls, in the period of rainfalls, in the season of blooms, in the year of wind, in the era of oak

for the dreyling, two things grow on trees: peace of mind, and food. for the tree of my dwelling fell, i am now with neither. to find requires to seek, and seek i must, for a nibbler of the oak may not survive for long without a house, a home. now houses abound in the woods, if one abides in the trees, but a home is not every house, and not every tree is without an occupant. so i must seek

and i did seek, the entire day, this wet day of petal-lined soils. i searched the birchside of this forest, i navigated the fur of conifers, and i scratched the barks of birches, and i knocked on the body of oaks, for the chance of a hole which i might claim. i walked up and down, and in and out, i seeked from edgewards of the forest towards the coreward, and i almost reached the heart of the forest, maybe which no squirrel saw. i walked maybe two thousand five hundred logs corewards, from the open lands where clotheds sit in the daytime; and every fifty logs, i walked twenty five twigs either way, to have a good look at the woodscape, to determine if wandering thataways would be fruitive

having covered a two thousand five hundred logs by one log worth of area of the forest, when on land then on branches, without finding a single hole to den, nor a single fork to drey, at the unknown middle of this large forest, i resolved to sleep on a branch, private and high enough to not tease the appettites of martens and rapacious birds

without experience the edge of the forest is dangerous, but so is the heart. having lost count of how manyth home i set up this shall be, year after year, having walked as many logs as my hours, i must confess to be an experienced squirrel, for i have seen most surprises the lands have to offer. with knowledge comes peace, and with knowledge of the forest’s heart, i derive peace as i go to sleep on this branch i located, because i can know i must be safe until dawn, when the search must resume