tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412460656179818048.post6992169684369480846..comments2023-10-23T16:26:06.299-04:00Comments on Greenspirit Arts: Midnight VisitorSally J Smith, Environmental Artisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05596181176999471412noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412460656179818048.post-5690343487262787042012-02-05T13:38:41.315-05:002012-02-05T13:38:41.315-05:00You are right. Their fur is incredibly soft and s...You are right. Their fur is incredibly soft and silky. I was remembering the feel of it as I looked at your pictures. Even the wild ones don't seem to be particularly afraid of us, and they'll probably get used to you if they keep coming to your feeder and you happen to be up to see them. And maybe you could get them to eat our of your hand. They're so cute the way they reach out and grasp the seed and hold it between their two front paws. They will eat a ton of sunflower seeds, though!Carolynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10021913578112308091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412460656179818048.post-25157240295661180272012-02-04T11:01:03.329-05:002012-02-04T11:01:03.329-05:00Oh Carolyn, what an amazing story!! Thank you so m...Oh Carolyn, what an amazing story!! Thank you so much for sharing it! I cannot imagine how it must feel to have one of these creatures in one's hand...they look to have the finest fur I have ever seen. It must be incredibly soft. How wonderful for your family to have had such a long and up-close relationship with these amazing creatures...thank you so much for telling us about this! And...I'm not one bit jealous...nope...not one teensie bit..not at all. ;-)<br /><br />SallySally J Smith, Environmental Artisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05596181176999471412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412460656179818048.post-15324160842450474672012-02-03T21:30:49.826-05:002012-02-03T21:30:49.826-05:00I'm a week late reading this post - been meani...I'm a week late reading this post - been meaning to check your blog, just hadn't gotten here. Now I have to comment about flying squirrels. They are the sweetest creatures! Back in 1989 Hurricane Hugo blew down a nest with three baby flying squirrels in it that our golden retriever found in the yard. We raised the two that survived and 'taught' them to 'fly' by letting them jump to us and moving farther away each time. We made a home for them on our screened porch with a nest box, a tree limb, and a high run along the length of the porch. They were always happy to see me and would come to me if I called and held out my hand. Our boys and their friends enjoyed playing with them. We kept them for years - they were too domesticated to let go into the wild. Every now and then their cousins would visit - down a chimney or from the attic, but we always escorted those back to the outside. They are the most charming and adorable of creatures.Carolynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10021913578112308091noreply@blogger.com