When an elephant dies, its tribe/family surrounds it and covers the body with dirt and branches. For the next few days the elephants will return to the body to visit it and rub their trunk against the trunk of the deceased elephant, traditionally how most elephants greet each other.
(We Shall Overcome Part 1 / Part 2)
The elephant grieves for her dead — one of the reasons she is my (ahem) spirit animal.
Also: legalized marijuana. One of the reasons I got an elephant tatooed on my back when I was 21 and on vacation in Amsterdam.
I just found out we got $200k in energy efficiency/workforce development stimulus funding for two of my projects! Thank you, Big Brother!
In other work-related news you can use, I brought my boyfriend in to a Working Group meeting to make a presentation on alternative financing models for green retrofits and everyone was blown away (“I know people, and he’s Goldman president material!”* “Wherever did you find this extraordinary man?”**), and now he’s speaking at a conference I’m helping to organize about NYC’s new green building legislation. I’m rather proud, I am. (It only took us 13 months to finally get around to talking business.)
To celebrate, I have donned a creepy elephant trunk.
* In fairness, he was wearing the bespoke pinstripes.
** The answer I did not give: “Well, I’m sleeping with him.”
M. is a sucker for puppies (aka all dogs), especially labs, golden retrievers, and service dogs (“the real heroes”). He has a special puppy voice and everything. So I had to make a silly card for him out of this wonderful ad featuring Bruce Weber’s beloved dogs.
Then I discovered “A Letter To True,” a love letter from Weber to his dogs.
Check out the poster. Puppy AND elephant! BEST FRIENDS! TOGETHER AT LAST! OH NOES!
Sweetest. Face. Ever.
Every child of mine will be put on an early elephant drawing program. (“Old enough to grip? You’re old enough to draw Mama some elephants!”) I will tack Colton’s magnificent rendition above their cribs as inspiration.
Deconstructing Dumbo (via elephanteater).
It is SO WRONG that those asses get The Best Animal In the World as their mascot.
I really thought President Obama would have done something about this by now.
Oh how lovely it would be to be a baby growing up under that picture. His mama enlarged the image and altered it to feature her and her hubby’s initials. Sweet, no? (Via Our Labor of Love.)
PS: The first card I ever water-colored for M. was inspired by The Giving Tree. (Yes, his cards are always water-colored.)
PPS: The same nursery also features an elephant awake/asleep door sign. Clearly, this mama and I are long-lost sisters.
“He followed me home from school, papa! Can we keep him?”…
“PLEEEEEEEASE?”
(Elephant Calf via elephanteater.)
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