I started camping on National Pi Day. Extreme wind caused two layers of my tent to flap together all night, creating the craziest noises. It sounded like a squirrel was zipping and unzipping a huge plastic zipper, scarfing down popcorn, sucking out of a straw when there was only ice left in the glass, then scrabbling up the side of my tent. As these sounds repeated in different patterns, I pictured a cartoon squirrel with a mischievous grin acting out each scenario. Being Pi Day, I also pictured it slurping down whole pumpkin pies. I did not get a lot of sleep that night.
Photo: juniper at Alabaster Caverns State Park, OK