“I’ve heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.”
-Emily Dickinson, Hope is the Thing With Feathers
Rambling
Merriweather won’t let the baby over-eat and hurt herself. She’s an experienced mother.
Idk something about my “To Be Loved is to Be Changed” piece made my want to do something along the same vein. Maybe I just need to remember that there’s some good in the world, even if it’s presented with silly cartoon horsepigs.
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Really great expressions! Nice job!
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I needed some loving parent stuff today <3
Reminds me of my mom.
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Very timely post, because I very need that extra hard today. I’ll take vicarious confort wherever I can get it. Thank you.
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Dang it this makes me want some of them to actually survive and have a nice life.
What shall Merryweather call this foal she has adopted?
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Either Flower or Birdie, because I did actually think about that a little bit. Even if she’s a smart mother she’s still a fluffy and not the most creative.
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Guess both are destine to met. Both needed each other.
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Oh i see, the pieces were put together.
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One of my favorite poems.
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I wonder what happened to the original family
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I’m leaning towards “Animal” control grabbed everyone but her because it was dark and they were in a hurry.
