Digression: My favorite photo from this week. My husband took it this morning while monkey and I were both still asleep. I love the rosy nursing cheek. He loves that her skin is camouflaged on mine. The light was low and the photo is blurry but it works. I am smitten.
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The thing about being married to a man with a formal education in wildlife biology is this: you don't just have a daughter. You have--like a good shaman--a shape-shifter.
We've known since we first came up with her name that Juniper would be a june bug. And for a few months now, she's been a bean. But lately, thanks to my man's mammalian repertoire, we quite frequently have a howler monkey on our hands. It's not the sound (there is none), it's all in the face:
And then, just to throw an amphibian in the mix of insects, legumes and mammals, we have a wide-mouthed tree frog:
And, thanks to the richness of my formal education, we occasionally have a mandrake (re: Harry Potter, the Old Testament, and ancient legend).
:: Lately, rain. Rain. More rain.
And, mushrooms!! Morels, yum.
My man picked dinner behind the shed one night. J bug and I went looking for more:
Hot damn, is Juniper cute or what? She is so wonderful. I couldn't count how many times we say that in a given day.