It's a mother cat with her litter, in the hollow of an old tree trunk.
I was working on hauling soil and plants back and forth in the hot sun, stopped in the shade of the old maple tree and happened to notice them all nestled down deep inside the hollowed out trunk. She's a motley-colored barn cat, but rather tame because the grandkids play with her when they're around. She has three little kitties the color of that part of a Creamsicle where the orange sherbet blends with the vanilla ice cream. Anybody want one when they're old enough?