Once the camels reach maturity, in five years, the young males are driven out of the herd, whereas the females remain with their mothers.
love the photo love this – the female remains…
the bond between mother and daughter is evident. it is the daughter reaching for the father, that creature, that is the enigma. and the son reaching for the mother, that siren, that is the conundrum.
two girls. a fan club for eva eva.
i want to hear more about the son(s) reaching for the mother.
please do tell, siren of the wild, phat, sea.
will no. 2 (when it is time) be a boy or girl?
wolf spider…of my two sons they need. physical needs. even as they age. they seek my presence, warmth, body. it is pure sweetness yet utter isolation. but they love from this simple place as well because i “feel good”. As they age, I will push them to connect more. To move to the center of gender.
number 4 child i wish for another girl.
it’s a coven of mothers. tea has one, i have two, v has three.
sorry for the reply mix up; yet in it i received the juicy nugget – another daughter to even the triangle.
your sons remind me of touch – the importance of dirt, digging, building, as part of the balance. the reason for body. one root of human is touch.
we have and are so many girls in my family so i think i wish no.2 (when it is time indeed) “for” a little boy, the mother little baby boy/boy/big boy relation…
but somehow i can almost feel it will be a girl.
(tea, i like that! even though i feel like the cactus…)
(today wearing my elephant bell bottom levis 😉 did you wear yours the other day? i so want to wear them with red velvet platform and socks! need to find some red platform, next thrift store hunt for me !)
it never ceases to amaze me! you and red velvet is equal to my latest infatuation BLUE VELVET. i’ve gone off the deep end, a royal blue velvet maxi skirt (circa 1991), a royal blue velvet baby doll (circa 1992), and had a pair of blue velvet platforms in my ebay shopping cart last week. i was moving toward victorian velvet but ended somehow in my post-teenybopper closet.
saturday’s bells were about 5 inches less than the elephants. maybe this weekend!
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