#delphinus

A large pod of common dolphins (Delphinus delphis) breaching in Baja, Mexico

Sorry not sorry for the lazy background, i can just say that my original idea was a Kiss like album cover, but ad the end I avoided it because of the recent loss of Ace. Didn't mean to be desrespectful. I decided to keep the font style, tho. I hope it's okay. The blue ringed octopus was asked by my child, my child plays drums

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constellations: pegasus, delphinus, cetus, gallina, draco

in an astronomical-astrological miscellany, worms, c. 1426

Here's another one for SECAC; an adult male Short-beaked common dolphin. The female below is an older illustration (though I changed her slightly to match better) but I though it'd be fun to post them together to show the differences.

Although subtle, this species does display sexual dimorphism. Males tend to have bolder markings, especially around the face (the pectoral fin-to-chin stripe in females is often thinner and/or yellow instead of black) and the anal area. Most reliable for sexing though is the post-anal hump, the "bump" between the belly and flukes, which readily identifies all adult males.

K24 Delphinus: 1990-1990

(Photo is a representation of a SRKW calf as no actual photo of K24 Delphinus could be sourced)

Possible great-grandchild of K8 Tumwater

Grandchild of K3 Sounder

Calf of K14 Lea

Sibling of K23Alnair, K26 Lobo, K36 Yoda, and K42 Kelp

Cousin of J32 Zube and K35 Sonata

Relative of K16 Opus, K29 Sigurd, and K47

Probable relative of K15

Possible relative of K5 Sealth

As a child I always believed my freckles were ugly. Characters in the books I read always lamented how plain and ugly their freckles made them. "Fair" was always something to aspire to. Mothers plied daughters with lotions and creams to lighten their complexions.

But I loved being outdoors in the sun, and with that came freckles.

When I lamented my freckles aloud in the hearing of others, adults around me reassured me they were "cute!" and that lots of people liked freckles. But I didn't like freckles, and they were on my face, so it didn't matter to me whether or not other people said they liked them. By then I had learned that well meaning adults lie, so I trusted the wisdom in my books instead. I longed to be old enough to wear makeup so I could hide them.

When I finally got to wear makeup, I swiftly learned that I needed a thick layer of foundation to even out the color of my skin, and my moles were still visible no matter their color because they made little bumps that looked like I was hiding acne. I also learned that makeup feels and smells gross to me, and that I didn't have the patience or time in the mornings to put it on. I have never been a morning person.

Another thing I learned is that I look really weird without freckles on my face, especially when my arms and hands are still covered in them.

In high school I learned about body positivity, which felt as fake to me as the lies of well meaning adults. And eventually I learned about body neutrality, which fits me much better. I do love my body, but more for its functionality than for its aesthetics.