Okay, last photo from New York, I promise. Probably. Maybe one more. Anyway, this is Skye and me in front of the bull elephant in the Museum of Natural History. I really love elephants, and I was depressed by all the dead ones there. So don't believe the smile on my face.By the way, Bonnie, why NOT a bunny? And yes, Margene, I'm thinking about the knitting shirts. Trying to figure out exactly what I want to do--a series, like Susan requested, several smaller images, one big image? I like the idea of writing on the sleeve. I'm on it though. ON IT. Even if it turns out that I can't make it to Estes Park, ya'll will have shirts.
3 comments:
HAve you heard about the young elephants whose parents were killed or captured by poachers in Indonesia? The orphaned elephants grew up and started attacking any humans they saw, getting revenge for their dead parents.
Elefantes are beautiful animals. So big yet so passive--lovable creatures they are.
Have I told you that I just love your hair--gosh, I wish I could have my hair like yours.
What do you mean, you may not make it to Estes Park??
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