Moonfly Kids

At the end of the summer, the vines in my backyard throw down their orange blooms and sprout these strange pods.

My son is endlessly fascinated with them.

My little MacGyver held one to his ear today and proceeded to have an entire conversation with his granny.

I wouldn’t be at all surprised if my mother in law were to tell me about their conversation later, in detail.  That’s the kind of connection they have.

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