The squirrels leave all kinds of goodies in my yard, and this walnut shell was a find from the fall.
My neighbor had planted quite a few flowers last summer—something he hadn't done for a few years. There was a particularly lovely sunflower in a protected corner right up against his house and conveniently outside my kitchen window. I congratulated Bill on the lovely blooms, and he credited the neighborhood squirrel planting committee. They really are very talented landscape architects. Of course they're dirty, rotten thieves as well, but I suppose it all balances out.