Amidst My Branches

Amidst my branches is protection, a shelter from the storm

 beneath them a shady place to rest, for when you’re feeling worn.

In them you can hide, if ever danger happens by

safe and secure they’ll keep you, lifted up on high.

© Julie Rehnelt 2013

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If you look really closely you can just make out the little squirrel that was peering down at me from this tree, along with only the tail of one of its siblings as they were scurrying around on the branches.

The baby squirrels that I mentioned in my post “To Garden, or to Blog About Garden: That is the Question…”  that I saw being carried by their mother into the hollow of my tree, have been an absolute delight to me this spring!  I love little creatures of all sorts and watching these baby squirrels frolicking right outside my bedroom window was such a wonderful experience for me.  They were beyond cute, they were downright adorable!

On several different occasions I tried to photograph them, and early on I was able to catch some, but once they ventured out and left the safety of their hole, they were quick little scamps, so it was quite a challenge to capture any decent shots of them.  Anyway, here are a few of my favorites…

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This is one of the earliest pictures I got.  For the longest time there was always just one of them looking out at me…

But eventually…

I was so excited when I finally saw two of them poking out at the same time.  I was freaking out and shouting to my mom and my daughter “little double heads!”  Haha, yeah it doesn’t take much…  😉

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I wish the quality of this one had turned out better, but it’s still one of my favorites because I love their pose.  ♥

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Gradually they began to venture out…

And up…

They were so cautious at first, clinging closely to the bark for dear life…

But before long they became more and more brave and were soon doing all sorts of interesting (if not frightening) acrobatics.  I was afraid for them a few times and even worried that they might fall, but thankfully they never did.

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There were four of them in all and each had its own little personality.  There were two of them who were the most adventurous ~ Gray Guy and Brown Face.  Hah I know, I’m so unimaginative with what I named them.   😉

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Other than the photo above, it was really hard to catch a picture with more than only one of them in the shot at a time except for when they were in their hole, so I was pleased to capture this one.  Upstairs and downstairs…

The other two babies were at the very top of the tree, but unfortunately from my vantage point at the window I couldn’t get all four of them in.

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They knew I was watching them and almost always had at least one of their eyes on me as they were going about their exploring…

I wonder what they thought of me.  Probably that I was some strange cyborg creature with a camera stuck to the front of my face.  😉

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“I spy with my little eye” something gray.  Click, caught ya!

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Peek-a-boo Timid Little One, I see you too…

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It’s hard to tell just how tiny these little guys really were from the pictures, so you’ll just have to take my word for it.  Gosh, it was fun watching them, and  I miss them now that they’re gone.  😦   The photo at the beginning with the poem was the last I saw of them.  But I’m so thankful I had the opportunity to watch this precious little family of squirrels Amidst My Branches.  ♥

Of course, with regard for my garden… I don’t miss them that much and I’m hoping I never see them again.  Just kidding.  Kinda.   😉

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