Happy Winter Solstice! …and closing down…again, again.

Hello and happy solstice!

Easter Gray Squirrel sunning

We squirrels are a little cold today, and trying to catch all the sun we can on this shortest day of the year. It seems appropriate to put the blog to bed for the winter. Hickory and I have done this the last three years, the first thinking we might not reopen. If you’d like to look back on my thoughts from then, here’s my first closing post in 2013.

Of course the blog archives are open. If you are new to visiting us, look around. You can search by month for nature items of seasonal interest, or topic (like our most popular ‘5 leaf vine’, otherwise known as Virginia Creeper) or by column, such as ‘Motionless Monday.’

A long winter break of snoozing and putting our leaf nests in order seems to do wonders for us squirrels. Also, we have completed the Blogging A to Z Challenge each year since we began blogging in 2012, and that’a hard nut to pass up. 😉

We’ve had a longer run into winter than expected, so we are around to wish you humans happy holidays! Take care of yourselves in the months to come!

From your friends at The Squirrel Nutwork,

Nutmeg, Hickory, Ol’ Wally and Ms. Flora

Happy Winter Solstice!

Sun statue

We squirrels have been getting a bit more sleep these last few weeks…up until today. Winter Solstice marks the shortest day of the year. From now on, our days will get longer.

Interestingly, Miz Flora told us the Solstice isn’t the entire day, but actually a moment. And it’s a time that changes from year to year, anywhere between December 20th to 23rd. On that minute–12:11 this year–the sun is actually its farthest from the North Pole. At 12:12, the tipping starts to go back the other way. It’s just so slow we don’t notice for days…and days if you’re a cold squirrel not emerging from your leaf nest much.

So we will leave the measuring to you humans and enjoy our extra time of sleeping. See, it really did pay to gather all those acorns this fall. Or in Hickory’s case, stake out the best decks and feeders.


Not that I haven’t indulged in a good table feast myself.