Thatcher is six and a half now. It feels impossible. Her little brother reminds me of how tiny she was when I first met her- though now he’s older than she was then! He’s shown a lot of the personality traits that I love in Thatcher, like her curiosity, but he’s even less shy than she ever was. He’s never bashful about staring.
As always, running into them fills my heart up in ways that are difficult to describe. All at once being in the forest with them feels old and comforting, almost like a holiday tradition- like mulled wine by the fire at Christmas- while also feeling exciting and energizing, like catching up on gossip with a good friend you haven’t seen in ages. And I have so much to look forward to this summer: two new babies to meet, their favorite fruiting season just starting, old friends to catch up with here at camp and quite a few new ones to make, chipping away at my mounds of data, all of it culminating in a big conference in Nairobi- heading back to Kenya after seven years. I suspect there will be a lot to write about…
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