Early last summer, Milo begged and begged us to let him get a pet. While the true wish was for a rabbit, we decided that would be unwise, given the track record of our Jack Russell Terrier (who has murdered countless squirrels, rabbits, birds, moles, mice, etc. in her 14 years. Gruesome, I know). We decided on fire-bellied toads, which are actually frogs that just look like toads because of their bumpy skin.
These three guys have proven very easy to care for, requiring only the daily live cricket or two, or even the occasional house fly, plenty of aquatic greenery to make them happy, and a clean habitat (partially aquatic, partially land). Indeed, they may last us ten more years! Milo and I enjoyed catching live crickets in our back yard last summer, along with small earthworms to feed them. Plus, the males make the prettiest sound when they are content that resembles a little ringing bell!
The bright green guy above is aptly named “Insano” for his erratic behavior, particularly his habit of jumping at your face if you come close to the glass, obviously instigating lots of giggles! They are pretty cool, and add a natural, calming element to the boys’ bedroom with the constant sound of trickling water and toad calls. If you’re in the market for an easy-to-care for pet, fire-bellied toads are a great choice!
The Road, by Cormac McCarthy
I read this in one day. It was so good, so captivating, I could not put it down! The story is dark and bleak, set in a post-apocalyptic world filled with grey, dusty air and a burnt-out landscape (while the catastrophe is unnamed, one gathers that it may be nuclear war that caused such destruction — with no green in sight, dirty toxic air and water, no animals or fresh food to speak of), and at the beginning of the book, I found it difficult to get over the depressing nature of the story. But something happened along the way, as I read about the father and his young son trying desperately to survive the elements and living meal-to-meal while dodging danger everywhere; I began to see the small details with a touched and open heart. The small kindnesses, particularly from the perspective of the young boy, gave beauty and light to the bleak story.
This was an amazing book that has stuck with me and even entered my dreams since I finished it a week ago.
What I wore to the ballet on Saturday: a cinnamon colored dress Andrew surprised me with as an early anniversary present, my trusty clogs, and my vintage Edwardian blouse (it was chilly once the sun went down). It was the perfect dress for the occasion!
And a good timeless color, don’t you think? Thank you, love, for the dress and the night!