So when the temps got hot, we started noticing that the squirrel that lives in the top of the tree moved to lower, shadier and hopefully cooler quarters .
In fact, today, she had even dug a place in the ground at the base and was laying out like a bear rug in the mud.
John and I have been making friends by leaving gifts of raw cashews, sunflower seeds and almonds with an occasional date or two. And she no longer runs up the tree when we come to put our gifts in the branches.
Our friend, Kacie, snapped these really great photos.
I'm glad to have closeups of Mrs. Squirrel.