We went to the Bronx Zoo to see a penguin, but it was also a visit with Jon’s daughter Emma and his granddaughter Robin.
Daylight Saving threw us off and we got to the zoo later than we planned, so we didn’t have much time there. And we didn’t see a lot of animals, but it was a beautiful day and it was just enjoyable to be together.
The Bronx Zoo is like a big park with exotic animals in it. And since Jon and I became members and plan on visiting it regularly, it’s easy to leisurely walk around without feeling like we have to rush to see every animal in the zoo.
Even when you can’t see them, you can almost always hear the Sea Lions barking. And no matter where you walk there’s always something to see, like the waterfall, towering trees, free-roaming peacocks or native wildlife.
The zoo is one of the easier places to meet up with Emma and Robin. And on this trip, I could see Jon and Robin connecting again. I’ve seen this bond between them since the first time Jon held Robin when she was a baby.
I don’t know how that works, if there’s something genetic about the bond between a grandchild and grandparent, if it’s just love, both those things, or something else. But I don’t doubt it’s there.
Jon wrote beautifully about it on his blog. And I think I captured the comfort between the two of them and the feeling of the whole day, in the picture of Robin riding on Jon’s shoulders as we left the zoo.