They like peanuts and sunflower hearts. They adore mealworms. But those are hard to administer.
When we press them a bit hard they run to the corner of the old raised deck and hide.
They've gotten used to our nosiness and consider it a fair trade for the great eats.
Yes, she has a seed in her mouth and she is adorable.
Startled! Look at her tiny pianist's fingers. No. I don't know the sex. Sorry. Just assigning randomly.
There is a sameness to these photos. They're kind of ugly; the background is blah, and they look like flash photos, though my "flash" is a flashlight. Yes, I'm picky about what I post here. I want this blog to be an aesthetic experience and my standards are high. But the miracle is that I'm able to get photos at all. Or flying squirrels on my deck. Much less three of them. THREE FLYING SQUIRRELS!!
When they're done eating they leap off the deck while spreading all four limbs. They look like playing cards thrown in the air. We always laugh our heads off when they fly. What miracles hurtle through the night, unbeknownst!