Tag: unwanted guests
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In which I talk about elm seeds, duck eggs and unfortunate squirrels
I was chatting with a neighbour on a warm sunny day in early June. “Look,” I said and she turned to see the thousands of elm seeds drifting slowly through the air. “They look like little butterflies,” she said. I agreed, but thought as well that they resembled little motes of dancing light. “They are…
