Hi. I'm Marco's sister. Those of you who don't know me can call me Pearl. When I was nineteen, I bit into a pearl in a fried oyster in some linoleum-floored crab shack on Cape Cod.
I'm a recovering graduate student, high school Spanish teacher, unrepentant history geek, and budding mystic. I've traveled to four of the seven continents. I always love to discuss politics, religion, history, and philosophy. In my other life, I'm also a wife with really poor housekeeping skills. But I can cook.
Yes, that swan is indeed much bigger than wee Sol.
A fully-grown male standing fully upright is nearly as tall as I am (I’m 5’3”).
PS: Happy Mothers’ Day, Emma!