I think I knew it was a shrew though my brain inserted vole. It was a solstice shrew for us though it died. Had it not died on the path we would not have known. I put the shrew on the side in a tuft of grass. I thought of making a picture with an arrangement of flowers, but this is what it was. On the path we see all kinds of scat, with fur or feathers waving in the wind. I'm glad when we notice the little things when they die.