The tree soaked up the rain, its long gnarled branches covered in a soft tapestry of moss and lichen in rich greens and browns as the crow hopped along their length, excavating with his curved beak, water beading on his slick feathers, occasionally tilting his head to check with the soggy squirrel splayed flat far above him watching his progress.We had a very busy day today putting up our Christmas tree and dealing with all the positives and negatives of decoration before heading south for a laugh-filled game night with good friends.