Para a minha mae

Roxi spotted the first one of these, just hanging under one of our tomato plants. The eggs made it easy to find. She said "I just saw the ugliest caterpillar ever! Want to take a picture?" Of course. This is the only way to show it to my mom.

The first one:


One we found without eggs:


One of the smaller ones:


We probably didn't get all of them - we'll keep looking...

Funky Bug

All from this past weekend.

Saw a funky bug around the rain gutter:


Another bug: a nearby ant.


And yet another bug, who came over to play with us (and with Roxi's big "birthing ball"):

Belly Pic

By popular demand, now that there is about 1 month before the "due date".

Incidentally, the "due date" is at conventionally set at 40 weeks from the last period, whereas the average first pregnancy delivers at 41 weeks + 1 day. So the "due date" being Sept 3rd, statistically September 11 is more likely...

In any event, here is a belly, and a melon.

Newfoundland: Miscellaneous

These are some of the pictures from Newfoundland that did not fit into any obvious category.

A friendly malamute near the Battery, in St-John's.


Roxi and Andy taking a break, on the East Coast trail.


Pregnant woman, enjoying the pretty view from the East Coast trail.


The gang on the "Green Gardens" Trail, in Gros Morne.


Taking a little rest.


Night-time picture near our campground (Lomond).
(30 sec. exposure)


Near Western Brook Pond.


Another rainy day in Gros Morne.


Sunset over The Arches.


A sunlit trail near Twillingate (on the way back from the "top of Twillingate" lookout).


Roxi and Andy at Moo-Moo's.

Last Pre-Natal Montreal Trip for a While

And, of course, we saw the New Kid again.

Parents and grandparents are doing well, and apparently getting into some routine.

Friendly Neighbours

A few days ago, around 7 in the morning, we were getting ready for work: we let Barkly out into the back yard while we were showering, brushing our teeth, etc.

We noticed some adult deer on the outside of the fence, looking at Barkly, and him staring back at them. This was odd, since deer usually run away from anything, especially big dogs. Next thing we saw, a few minutes later, was Barkly chasing a little baby deer in the back yard.

No time to think! Roxana yelled "Barkly! Nooooo!", and ran out of the bathroom, toothbrush flying through the air, and ran out into the back yard, screaming and waving her arms.... stark naked. Our neighbours must be so impressed.

Barkly was good enough to abandon the chase and come inside the house.

The deer was scared but safe:


When we left, we let the fence gates open so that they could leave, and when we got back home, the deer was gone.

We are now waiting for the neighbours to put fake deer in our yard...

Roxana, Roxana, Roxana

In early June, barefoot and pregnant.


A few weeks ago, with the Dalias.


Yesterday, "borrowing" Barkly's bed.