There are two, possibly three, herons living at our pond this summer, judging by the various shades of blue/gray we see. I hope to see babies soon, but no luck so far. These birds are so different than the raucous geese who splash around in the pond, announcing their every arrival and departure. The herons are silent and hardly ruffle the water when they catch a fish. The only way to see them is to happen to glance pond-ward at just the right moment. Then you might see one swooping noiselessly above the water or perching on a stump, like this one.
My husband the turtle lover spotted this gal in our driveway. She made a dash for the woodpile when she realized he was intending to pick her up. He did, but no harm came to her. Turtles always look like they are smiling!
Dave says you can tell him and her box turtles apart by the bottoms of their shells and their eyes. Boy turtles usually have a red ring around their eyes and the bottoms of the their shells are concave. Girls' shells are flat and their eyes red ring-less. I take his word for it.
It's broken. In two places.
He'll be wearing a cast for at least four weeks. Thankfully, no surgery is required. He had them wrap it in green to match the liturgical color for the season of Pentecost because he's cool that way.
We have had some big storms this weekend, some of them severe enough to drive us to an interior room when the tornado sirens went off. We have had more than two inches of rain in two days, which is nothing compared to some of Texas and Oklahoma, I know, but things are pretty soggy out there and the pond is the fullest I have ever seen it.
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