I didn’t go foraging for hazelnuts or sloes this year. There didn’t seem to be any sloes growing at all (no sloe gin!), and by the time Sarah had gone to look for hazelnuts, the squirrels had eaten them all.
Except for this one, apparently, which I found on the edge of my lawn this morning.
One day earlier this year, I spent all afternoon watching a squirrel coming back and forth into my garden, hurriedly burying fistfuls of goodies in the lawn. As soon as he’d gone, a pair of magpies came along and dug them all up again.
Apparently they missed one!