Mother love is so endearing.
I caught this tender moment between mother and Kid and it is one of my favourite photos.
Just look at the expression of contentment on mother monkeys face.
I’ve done nothing wrong, please give me a pat…
Here I come…
One big sloppy kiss….
So cute
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Ailsa has come up with a lovely challenge this week, in fact it is “endearing”.
Memories are made of this 
All gorgeous except those mongrel rainbow lorikeets which are everywhere. They’re beautiful but are the vermin of the skies and trees. The outback equivalent of seagulls.
They are survivors and true Aussies. I love their vibrant colours and raucous nature.
Ah, the grandchild! I almost posted a photo of my youngest, but decided not to as I don’t usually do ‘family’ on my blog. That mother monkey looks as though she is grabbing 40 winks – happy that her youngster is asleep at last – don’t we all know THAT feeling 😉
True, but they eat our mangos. If they’d just leave the fruit alone …
We have that problem with the fruit bats that eat our pawpaws
Good observation about Mother Monkey Jude, yes I still remember that blissful feeling once the babies were asleep… 🙂
what a beautiful collection of photos that capture moments of love. the horse photo made me laugh and that mother monkey looked so content to be holding her child.
Thanks Cyndi, that horse made Jack laugh too.
This post titled ‘Endearing’ says something special to me.
I am featured in two of the photos and remember the details of each photo.
1 Numanbar valley, no kidding.
2Toronga Park Zoo, NO!, I am not in this one.
3 House sitting, how did he get the name Thunder.
4Henery from Hobart, he had taking ways. (our private joke.)
5 Freedom camping at Apple Tree park, N. of Childers, this is me getting a kiss from a blond.
7 NZ Adele’s boy Adina, he was at a wonderful age mimicking every thing I did.
It is a pity they grow up, but we must let them go or they never learn to be independent.
Thank you Pauline for sharing all this with me, you always bring me joy. _/\_