Sunflower, revisited with pollinator. Being allergic, I risked my very life to get this shot. Oh yes.
Fleet foot floating finely.
They are wobbly. They are fleeting. But Abby has begun taking some very strong first steps.
We've sent the wee Blonde One back and forth between us a bunch of times now, and her little waddling gait is starting to take shape. She's showing balance. She's flirting with poise. She even stopped a couple times, stood, then restarted walking.
I can imagine that it will only be a couple weeks or so until she finds some firm footing and starts making her way around the house.
The fear from the dog is palpable. The cat is nonplussed. We're ecstatic, of course.
Day one hundred and ninety.
Lilian flushing out the wildlife.
La Lengua.
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