Ode to Spiky & Flexy
Spiky, you ran away in the Grand Hotel, but you still live my heart.
Flexy, you traveled from ocean to ocean, through the desert, and visited the Grand Canyon (whether you knew it or not).
You were both born in a science classroom in San Ramon, and went from a mealworms to beetles while you saw the world from your cozy sawdust home.
I miss you...
Spiky ran away during our Grand Canyon adventure, and Flexy passed away sometime today. They may have been tiny creatures, but they were still nourished, nurtured and loved.