everybody is all a-flutter this morning. (except for Dad—he’s always just kind of swimming along.)

that must be it.

 my parents raised me to be a Lobsterbird.

my mother, lover of birds and flowers and that of the Earth. her energy, while always big, comes in huge bursts (the kind needed to take off into flight). and she is low flier. she flutters around, always busy, always doing…something…

i always thought i was so much my mother’s child.

…and i am. there are so many ways in which we are similar.

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:: what animals did we have growing up? ::

 (created the morning i woke up in my childhood bed)

  • Cats
    • Sammy
    • Whisky
    • Shwabby
    • Nowhere
    • Daigy
    • Gypsy(?)
    • Booger 🙁

    • Dogs
      • Vicky
      • Goldie
      • Roxy

      • Very Large Hermit Crabs (3)
        • Kermit is the only one whose name i remember, and i always wonder if he is still around somewhere since my mom thought he was dead and threw him in the garbage. (turns out he was just molting.)

      • Fish
        • Chinese Fighting Fish
        • Guppies from Uncle Butch
        • Jimena’s Fish when she moved back to Argentina
        • My own Aquarium – Tiger Fish, Neons, Sucker Fish
        • Goldfish
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