Sunday, August 21, 2005
tree full of eyes
When we stepped outside the birth center to go home several hours after Jonah's birth, it was already dark. About midnight. The tree out back was full of little racoons sleeping in the branches. Or were their sneaky eyes peering down at us? The mom was right next door on the fence facing away. Tim said, maybe the racoon is Jonah's animal spirit.
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