|First newt of the season...that also has gone missing in our house...or quite possibly in one of our kitty's bellies...|
|First snake of the season...in which London gets a taste of what she's in for.|
~ A snake.
~ A snapping turtle.
~ A painted turtle.
~ Frogs' eggs.
~ Big Daddy Tadpoles - like the bullfrog ones.
~ A bullfrog.
~ A little tree frog.
~ A toad.
~ A newt.
~ Nests - for birds and hornets...
~ Leeches - this one is ALLL the boys. I'm good with this one. Grody.
~ Caterpillars, lightning bugs, moths, etc. etc. etc. in the bug category.
~ All sorts and sundry fish when we go on our fishing excursions.
~ And I'm sure I have missed several other things, as well....
|Young snapper. Just out of hibernation. Very lethargic the first day. Very "snappy" today. |
Time to release the hostage, methinks. I would like us to keep all of our fingers...
|A growing collection. With one of my "baby totes" housing our turtle right now. Geez.|
But, I love it.
I honestly do.
|First wee butterfly.|
|Frogs'....or maybe salamander...eggs.|
Long about one in the morning, however, when I had my nightly traipse downstairs to grab my cup of "calm" tea to try and keep my preggo restless legs at bay...I did experience a slight case of the heebie jeebies, wondering if there would be something "slithery" or "snappy" that might just have escaped in the night and that my bare naked feet might come into contact with in the pitch dark blackness of my normally oh so safe and cozy home. Freaky...
So, tonight, the hostages shall be released.
It's just the way things must go, my Loves...
Both for the sake of God's little creatures...and for the sanity of yo' Mama.
|Big Daddy Taddy.|
Spring has indeed sprung in these here parts.
And this makes us all so VERY happy.
For bike and stroller rides...
And soon...oh so very soon...for moving just a little bit faster.
And of little boy imaginations running wild.
And of keeping an eye out for ticks and for poison ivy.
Of making time pass so much more quickly while we wait for wee London's debut...
And these are the days where my porch looks perpetually like this:
These are the days that bring me SO. MUCH. JOY.
For the ring, dear Rachael....I thank you.
For the every day, perpetual reminder of my "joy journey...."
What a gift...