tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86362011243598139222024-03-08T00:04:21.521-08:00SPIRIT CAPTUREthe photography of Min EnghauserMin Enghauserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240646012908020054noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636201124359813922.post-85381903713271939902010-07-16T13:17:00.001-07:002010-07-16T19:13:54.159-07:00DESERT DWELL: The Anza-Borrego Desert<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><div align="left"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/TDjUASGh6SI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Fo1tX4Usjh8/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="140" width="140" /> <img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/TDjaBgAZrtI/AAAAAAAAAKM/WJcgzxT9ltc/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="140" width="140" /> <img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/TDd9v5f89EI/AAAAAAAAAJc/J7QTqxTFqVk/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="140" width="140" /><big> <img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/TDjBvKLSJDI/AAAAAAAAAKA/BXNsyKbwgeU/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="140" width="140" /></big> <img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/TDjZi08v23I/AAAAAAAAAKI/_NQrC4IT-7U/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="140" width="140" /><br /></div><div align="center"><br /><div align="left"><a href="http://webfarm.foliolink.com/GalleryMain.asp?GalleryID=76773&AKey=2B782ELR"><b><big><u>Desert Dwell: Photographs from the Anza-Borrego Desert</u></big></b></a><br /><br />There is a thing that happens in quiet places. In places of openness and solitude.<br />Its a coming together of the essence of the inhabitants and the spirit of place.<br />Plant with rock, rock with sky, sky with mountain. These inhabitants speak to each<br />other without words and at their core is the spirit of the other.In the rock you see the<br />mountain in the mountain you see the sky. This speaks to the relationships<br />of everything, the interconnectedness of all things.<br /><br />The Anza-Borrego Desert is one of these places. A place large and open but<br />with hidden washes and canyons. A place where rock is slowly revealed by rain<br />and mountains reach up to the the clouds that mimic them. The ever but<br />slowly changing landscape is a place of unity, cohesion, beauty, mystery and fate.<br />These photographs are the instruments through which this is discovered.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(I'm still in the process of updating the <a href="http://webfarm.foliolink.com/GalleryMain.asp?GalleryID=76773&AKey=2B782ELR">website</a>...stay tuned for more...)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div>Min Enghauserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240646012908020054noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636201124359813922.post-10931853634751402242009-10-24T12:40:00.000-07:002009-10-24T14:01:39.779-07:00jerry. october 23, 2009<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNkBxpqTnI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IIriG9z0-Vg/s1600-h/ContactSheet-005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNkBxpqTnI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IIriG9z0-Vg/s400/ContactSheet-005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396266760190709362" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">so ready to go...around and around...</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNc1LRp4ZI/AAAAAAAAAHU/i9IVb8V4cMY/s1600-h/P1060481.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNc1LRp4ZI/AAAAAAAAAHU/i9IVb8V4cMY/s400/P1060481.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396258847149646226" border="0" /></a> <a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNctMZQQvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/d-2cc-Nkesc/s1600-h/P1060575.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNctMZQQvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/d-2cc-Nkesc/s400/P1060575.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396258710011003634" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">so its </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">been a few weeks. Yvonne held on to the fabulous four until my return from California. I brought them home and got them acclimated for a few days...keeping them caged...outsid</span><span style="font-family:courier new;">e during the day and in</span><span style="font-family:courier new;"> the house at night...they could fall prey to raccoons etc at night. i released them on friday, glad the weather was good.<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />Photographically, it</span><span style="font-family:courier new;"> ended up being a let down for me in the end as I couldn't stay home to work</span><span style="font-family:courier new;"> the day of their release. th</span><span style="font-family:courier new;">e girls were so ready to go and it took only a few moments for them to find their nerve to step out. once out they were off exploring the trees...around and around the trunks the ran. the boys weren't quite so eager and they were just starting to think about emerging when i had to head out. so all those weeks shooting and i missed </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">the biggest part. such is life.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">i saw the four of them this morning around and around the tree trunks. jerry's is pretty easy to spot be</span><span style="font-family:courier new;">cause he has so much red in his fur. considering they were hand fed, handled and talked to they sure have taken to being in the trees. as it should be.</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNd04JLl_I/AAAAAAAAAHk/1WEles_DrV8/s1600-h/P1060568.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNd04JLl_I/AAAAAAAAAHk/1WEles_DrV8/s400/P1060568.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396259941525460978" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">cage o' squirrels = doggie tv</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNd0lwyWMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FGtn86Cz5pw/s1600-h/P1060559.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNd0lwyWMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FGtn86Cz5pw/s400/P1060559.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396259936591304898" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">thank you, Yvonne, for all you do for these little ones... and thank you for putting up with me!</span> <span style="font-family:courier new;">you are an amazing lady!<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">-----------------------------------------------------------------------------</span> <span style="font-family:courier new;"><br /><br />these little pups are the latest four leggeds to benefit from Yvonne's kind heart. she fostered the pregnant momma, Abbey, and helped her deliver 11 pups...24 hour labor, 8 hour delivery. 10 black one<br />chocolate...5 girls, 5 boys and 1 choc</span><span style="font-family:courier new;">olate boy</span><span style="font-family:courier new;">...</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNpIhvxRaI/AAAAAAAAAH8/h2UULoCnbOU/s1600-h/P1060441.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNpIhvxRaI/AAAAAAAAAH8/h2UULoCnbOU/s400/P1060441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396272373738587554" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNq8xDBlqI/AAAAAAAAAIk/uUZFZt-mPno/s1600-h/P1060456.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNq8xDBlqI/AAAAAAAAAIk/uUZFZt-mPno/s400/P1060456.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396274370710705826" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNpItA03QI/AAAAAAAAAH0/MMHazG5H7xU/s1600-h/P1060435.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNpItA03QI/AAAAAAAAAH0/MMHazG5H7xU/s400/P1060435.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396272376762916098" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNpJRpryiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/J7ZS-ciwP2U/s1600-h/P1060457.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNpJRpryiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/J7ZS-ciwP2U/s400/P1060457.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396272386597964322" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNpI66f7HI/AAAAAAAAAIE/49MDZvg4U3s/s1600-h/P1060449.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNpI66f7HI/AAAAAAAAAIE/49MDZvg4U3s/s400/P1060449.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396272380494474354" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNpJNAhszI/AAAAAAAAAIM/3UU22f_i5lI/s1600-h/P1060450.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SuNpJNAhszI/AAAAAAAAAIM/3UU22f_i5lI/s400/P1060450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396272385351594802" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /></div>Min Enghauserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240646012908020054noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636201124359813922.post-50660469877675122632009-09-26T12:03:00.000-07:002009-09-26T12:20:43.236-07:00jerry. september 25, 2009<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/Sr5nB_MvKDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/U3XgmcWVZdA/s1600-h/ContactSheet-004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 107px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/Sr5nB_MvKDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/U3XgmcWVZdA/s400/ContactSheet-004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385855488224077874" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;"> ok, well, this is about all i could get of jerry, hiding in the tube. there are 2 girls and 2 boys in jerry's family...the boys hide and the girls come out to say hi and get some peanuts. the girls mature faster ...imagine that. the boys were very fearful making those scared squirrel noises we've all heard coming from the trees<br />...especially if your a dog owner.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">i'll be going out of town for a few weeks so i suspect jerry will be pretty much a full blown squirrel when i get back. Yvonne and i plan to release them in my yard, so even though they are about ready to go, she'll hold off until my return. getting up close to cage full of almost mature squirrels is actually pretty intimidating... it should be an interesting experience. </span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/Sr5l21Mod8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/qeDjsRT2KfA/s1600-h/ContactSheet-004.jpg"><br /></a>Min Enghauserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240646012908020054noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636201124359813922.post-36505394254099691292009-09-20T11:51:00.002-07:002009-09-20T15:52:35.239-07:00jerry. september 16, 2009<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SraooiwNCyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/R4OREyt-6EM/s1600-h/P1030913.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SraooiwNCyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/R4OREyt-6EM/s400/P1030913.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383675819045227298" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">jerry briefly chilling on my shoulder...operative word - 'briefly'.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Yvonne and i plan to take jerry and his 'siblings' to my house for their release. it makes me happy to think i'll be able to watch them run the trees. and maybe they</span><span style="font-family:courier new;">'ll decide to stick around.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SraopdzDX1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/v0qggGHAPLo/s1600-h/ContactSheet-003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SraopdzDX1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/v0qggGHAPLo/s400/ContactSheet-003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383675834894868306" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:courier new;">like i figured, jerry is getting harder to photograph, hardly ever sitting still. squirrel curiosity had him checking out my camera.<br /><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SrawRxjgjxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/o1kKJ2QMbEo/s1600-h/P1030946.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SrawRxjgjxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/o1kKJ2QMbEo/s400/P1030946.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383684223974543122" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">my first squirrel bite. really just a nibble. one of jerry's fiesty sisters mistook me for a nut... let me rephrase that...an edible nut...<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SraxiuE_orI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Td8FsI6BWCo/s1600-h/P1030939.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SraxiuE_orI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Td8FsI6BWCo/s400/P1030939.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383685614610653874" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">i photographed this guy because he's so cute and its amazing how individual all these creatures are<span style="font-family:courier new;">.</span> notice how his head is a totally different shape than jerry's.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/Sraoo4cAKJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/E4fT-N-VzFc/s1600-h/P1030910.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/Sraoo4cAKJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/E4fT-N-VzFc/s400/P1030910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383675824866076818" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">would you know what these were if you found them on the ground?<br />i'm not sure if i would have.... well, before now anyway.<br />these three are about a week old.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span> </div>Min Enghauserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240646012908020054noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636201124359813922.post-62821184900934787122009-09-17T09:06:00.000-07:002009-09-17T09:41:49.733-07:00jerry. september 11, 2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SrJi8vQBHYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Xx16NLY-XHg/s1600-h/ContactSheet-00221.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 104px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SrJi8vQBHYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Xx16NLY-XHg/s400/ContactSheet-00221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382473300276485506" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SrJhCDLTVdI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zsYbeqm9XDI/s1600-h/ContactSheet-002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SrJhCDLTVdI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zsYbeqm9XDI/s400/ContactSheet-002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382471192501507538" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">the days of sitting still, curling up and chilling out are over.<br />jerry squirms when held aloft, runs up and down my arms, sits on top<br />of my head and pees on my shoulder. glad he didn't pee on my head.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SrJmPbrpAVI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XcPQstZntSw/s1600-h/P1030903.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SrJmPbrpAVI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XcPQstZntSw/s400/P1030903.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382476919976034642" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br /></span><br /><br /></div>Min Enghauserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240646012908020054noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636201124359813922.post-22855328956187544822009-09-06T09:29:00.001-07:002009-09-06T10:58:02.472-07:00jerry. september 4, 2009<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SqPqDaqA5TI/AAAAAAAAAD0/I6ZI5cVKZaY/s1600-h/P1030643.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SqPqDaqA5TI/AAAAAAAAAD0/I6ZI5cVKZaY/s400/P1030643.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378399724426552626" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;" >whiskers.<br />this little guys is full of energy...he's squirrelly. we tried feeding him so he would be chilled and maybe sleepy, but he was far too interested in watching me. the idea that he recognizes me is heart warming, if not illogical.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SqPp-QEsTlI/AAAAAAAAADs/fbKeDkvFx7g/s1600-h/P1030655.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SqPp-QEsTlI/AAAAAAAAADs/fbKeDkvFx7g/s400/P1030655.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378399635686313554" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">jerry is in the hands of Yvonne's apprentice, Lorraine. we couldn't manage to get him into a sleepy curl, but i think its still pretty apparent how fast he grows. a month ago i could hardly imagine him looking like this. Lorraine has five other squirrels that are a few weeks older than jerry. they aren't friendly to strangers, which is how it should be. but i wonder...when jerry gets to that point, will he remember me?</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SqPx0_rccrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ueWf1coEml0/s1600-h/P1030725.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SqPx0_rccrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ueWf1coEml0/s400/P1030725.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378408272759648946" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">this is one of Lorraine's charges forcefully asking me to back off.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SqPp3I1PKuI/AAAAAAAAADk/2T_rxneHZLY/s1600-h/jerry_090904_pano_02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SqPp3I1PKuI/AAAAAAAAADk/2T_rxneHZLY/s400/jerry_090904_pano_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378399513483356898" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">jerry.<br />i love those squirrel feet.</span><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SqP37C5XrcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/H2T7GvERuik/s1600-h/P1030708.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SqP37C5XrcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/H2T7GvERuik/s400/P1030708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378414973772344770" border="0" /></a>spoonin'.<br /><br /><br /></div></div>Min Enghauserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240646012908020054noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636201124359813922.post-11593301300171946322009-08-29T11:27:00.000-07:002009-08-29T12:30:59.844-07:00jerry. august 27, 2009.<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/Splz6fEYw2I/AAAAAAAAACU/_GkwpSE-m6o/s1600-h/P1030619.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/Splz6fEYw2I/AAAAAAAAACU/_GkwpSE-m6o/s400/P1030619.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375455078852903778" border="0" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">its hard to believe how much he changes in just 1 week. at some point, because they are still wild animals, they get a little hard to handle but </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">Yvonne says hes a real sweetie.</span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/Splz7SD33pI/AAAAAAAAACs/sJmqqVJywoA/s1600-h/P1030597.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/Splz7SD33pI/AAAAAAAAACs/sJmqqVJywoA/s400/P1030597.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375455092540956306" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">rub his chin and you get ....</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/Spl2MZh0JNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/nzGTmANpkSo/s1600-h/ContactSheet-001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 106px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/Spl2MZh0JNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/nzGTmANpkSo/s400/ContactSheet-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375457585626621138" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">... does it get any sweeter than this?!</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/Splzr5_KI5I/AAAAAAAAACM/fykNDyedW5Y/s1600-h/P1030630.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/Splzr5_KI5I/AAAAAAAAACM/fykNDyedW5Y/s400/P1030630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375454828380693394" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">beautiful tail. jerry is starting to sit up and nibble...looking like a typical squirrel, though he still falls over.</span><br /></div>Min Enghauserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240646012908020054noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636201124359813922.post-29541715346190742652009-08-22T11:29:00.000-07:002009-08-25T12:58:33.064-07:00jerry. august 19, 2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SpBYQqmAxYI/AAAAAAAAACE/eYStpfYAi4c/s1600-h/P1030505.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SpBYQqmAxYI/AAAAAAAAACE/eYStpfYAi4c/s400/P1030505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372891398787876226" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SpA5kCweR2I/AAAAAAAAABU/nuVq3MhUi7M/s1600-h/P1030470.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SpA5kCweR2I/AAAAAAAAABU/nuVq3MhUi7M/s400/P1030470.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372857646831257442" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">look who is looking.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SpA6OmxplgI/AAAAAAAAABc/VFwcWPHQy0k/s1600-h/P1030469.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SpA6OmxplgI/AAAAAAAAABc/VFwcWPHQy0k/s400/P1030469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372858378054374914" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">jerry's eyes opened the day after i was there last week.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SpA6qsIOi5I/AAAAAAAAABk/YVyIzJYQl64/s1600-h/P1030466.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SpA6qsIOi5I/AAAAAAAAABk/YVyIzJYQl64/s400/P1030466.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372858860527586194" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">he's a lot more active now and its getting harder to photograph him. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SpA7Qs--wwI/AAAAAAAAABs/A4j336sBpjg/s1600-h/P1030453.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SpA7Qs--wwI/AAAAAAAAABs/A4j336sBpjg/s400/P1030453.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372859513592267522" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">Yvonne is jerry's rehabilitator....the squirrel lady i call her. squirrels will go into a trance when they feed. jerry is definitely 'trancing out'. Yvonne has been so kind in letting me into her squirrel kingdom to witness the process of getting these little ones back into the trees.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SpBRChd4wEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3lSNzi1xzKs/s1600-h/P1030471.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SpBRChd4wEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3lSNzi1xzKs/s400/P1030471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372883459238314050" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">full belly = sleepy squirrel.<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;">i can't help but think about how lucky this little guy is. actually, all these little ones in Yvonne's care are lucky! This cool lady has spent 17 years caring for the lost, orphaned and injured. its quite a responsibility.<br /><br />i found myself instantly responsible having found this little creature and i resented it in a way. as soon as a realize what was on the sidewalk at my feet i thought, shit, now what. really i resented the </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">sudden c</span><span style="font-family:courier new;">hoice i had to make because i would have to live with it. if i let nature take its course, he would most likely die slowly, but probably be dead by morning. if not dead by morning than the rowdy neighborhood crows would pick him apart. maybe he would have made a small meal</span><span style="font-family:courier new;"> for a</span><span style="font-family:courier new;"> fox</span><span style="font-family:courier new;"> during the night</span><span style="font-family:courier new;">. or he would become fodder for fly maggots. all these choices would have been good and right, as is the natural world. but still, to walk away from the helpless... i guess as a species we do it everyday, maybe thats why i didnt do it that night. he was helpless but i was not. </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">he was cold and </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">my hands were warm. how could i not give him that. sure there are people out there that find squirrels a pointless nuisance. its a matter of perspective. i find them joyful, friendly, symbolic of trust and analogous of my scattered </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">life </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">and jumpy brain.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SpA7klFT6sI/AAAAAAAAAB0/6J_LECN4YO0/s1600-h/P1030480.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SpA7klFT6sI/AAAAAAAAAB0/6J_LECN4YO0/s400/P1030480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372859855068719810" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">the ones lucky enough to make into Yvonne's hands are carriers of a special kind of love. selfless, respectful and pure. and love is the best kind of energy we have to give. the rehabilitated take it back out into the wilderness with them. that too is good and right.<br /></span><br /></div>Min Enghauserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240646012908020054noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636201124359813922.post-58309567967656955092009-08-16T14:57:00.001-07:002009-08-16T15:19:27.277-07:00jerry. august 12, 2009<span style="font-family:courier new;">the hair on his tail has been trimmed so that we could tell him apart from the others. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SoiASFHzfPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/G6HqDR14sl8/s1600-h/P1030394.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SoiASFHzfPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/G6HqDR14sl8/s400/P1030394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370683603740228850" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/Soh_k_A24cI/AAAAAAAAAA0/IaZu3lv55L4/s1600-h/P1030418_02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/Soh_k_A24cI/AAAAAAAAAA0/IaZu3lv55L4/s400/P1030418_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370682829006365122" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">one of the three orphans jerry roomed with last week had to be </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">euthanized because of malocclusion. another had a growth spurt. he's now rooming with 2 girls. one has her eyes open. jerry's eyes are still closed and he's definitely the smallest in the group.</span><span style="font-family:webdings;"><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SoiDU294vQI/AAAAAAAAABE/9upI5nhbYRU/s1600-h/P1030439.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SoiDU294vQI/AAAAAAAAABE/9upI5nhbYRU/s400/P1030439.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370686950015024386" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SoiEAhrzBII/AAAAAAAAABM/C5Tf6CwiD-g/s1600-h/P1030405.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SoiEAhrzBII/AAAAAAAAABM/C5Tf6CwiD-g/s400/P1030405.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370687700216251522" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-family:webdings;"><br /><br /></span>Min Enghauserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240646012908020054noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636201124359813922.post-41218564124276436052009-08-04T07:41:00.000-07:002009-08-08T11:57:59.702-07:00jerry.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SnhIycOsmHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DU470WfEM4U/s1600-h/P1030287-2_Jerry.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SnhIycOsmHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DU470WfEM4U/s400/P1030287-2_Jerry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366118987420440690" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">i thought he was a leaf on the sidewalk. one o'clock in the morning a tiny ball, curled tight, sound asleep, freezing cold. got him warmed, hydrated and eventually fed. i could raise him, he's healthy and strong. but he's also lonely and needy. needy is ok, he should be. its the loneliness that broke my heart.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/Sn3JDc7Ht9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/kXjQ78mxoGE/s1600-h/P1030320.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/Sn3JDc7Ht9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/kXjQ78mxoGE/s400/P1030320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367667392036452306" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/Sn3I2z1LnFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHDJOejRSYQ/s1600-h/P1030317.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/Sn3I2z1LnFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHDJOejRSYQ/s400/P1030317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367667174847257682" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />i have a strong desire to watch him grow. but there is a much better place for him than with me.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SntqE_bdSSI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NwI0ZN8Ov30/s1600-h/P1030326.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fK_lujWrqKo/SntqE_bdSSI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NwI0ZN8Ov30/s400/P1030326.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367000014920698146" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">goodbye loneliness. a family of 3 other orphans. a rehabilitator in fairfax. thank goodness for the wildlife rescue league! stay tuned.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br /></span>Min Enghauserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240646012908020054noreply@blogger.com1