He is like a man which built an house, digged deep and laid the
foundation on a rock: and when the flood arose, the stream beat
vehemently upon that house, and could not shake it: for it was
founded upon rock....St. Luke 6-48

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We watched for some time a little grey squirrel dig deeply in the snow with strict discipline,
underneath our dining room window...Every once in awhile it would rise above the hole it dug
  to gasp for air. Finally it found what it wanted and  leaped up into the Elm tree to eat his
 much sought after snack...I marvelled how he seemed to know and remember the precise spot
 where it had buried the food...I stood on a chair to take the pictures angling my digital
camera downwards to catch the action...The photos are not as sharp as they could be,
due to the plastic covering our windows to keep out the winter draft...But the meaning of
my poetry hopefully is clearer and what the message conveys is more important.

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