Tuesday, March 09, 2010

Of Baby Seals and Baby Bellies

Spring has sprung! Well, I hope. I'm not quite sure if spring is here to stay but it definitely looks like it here in New York. Of course the cynical side of me refuses to believe it since it was merely two weeks ago that the snow was coming down like crazy. But, in the meantime, I'm enjoying the sun and fresh air while I can.

This weekend we went out to East Hampton. We had lunch in our car with the windows open as we looked out at the ocean. We decided to go for a walk to stretch our legs and fill our lungs with the sea air. It was such a gorgeous afternoon. The baby was kicking and I have no doubt it was in response to my general good mood and the feeling of the warm air on my belly. Of course I was still bundled up - it was barely 60 degrees after all - but you can see how excited we New Yorkers get during those first days of spring.

On our walk we came upon a little baby seal that had beached itself. Well, actually I don't know if he beached himself - he was moving around and I think he was actually a bit scared of us but he did not want to go back in the water. There was another family there who had already taken charge and called animal control to come help the poor little guy. We kept a bit of distance from him and we waited for over two hours and no one came. This pregnant lady was a bit tired (and hungry again!) so the other family assured us that they would wait with the seal until help arrived.

Copyright 2010 Monica L. Shulman

I thought about the animal all afternoon. I also thought about spring and summer and how they bring new life and possibilities...this year more than ever.

Copyright 2010 Monica L. Shulman

Copyright 2010 Monica L. Shulman

Copyright 2010 Monica L. Shulman

Copyright 2010 Monica L. Shulman

I look so enormous in this photo! Granted I am six months pregnant but even the small parts of my body get lost in the lusciousness of this coat. This coat was my great grandmother's and then it was my aunt's and now it's mine. I adore it. It's over 60 years old - I like to imagine my beautiful, Italian great grandmother walking around in it. I feel like she's with me when I have it on - which this winter is all the time since it's my coat of choice thanks to how roomy and warm it is.

Today's Soundtrack:
Rogue Wave - Love´s Lost Guarantee

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