Another sunny Friday, so we went to Forest Hills to Turtle-watch for a spell before dinner.
Geese watched us
The Painted Turtles were enjoying the sun… on rocks and on the shore.
Our snappy pal was on the shore in the shade again. Now we’re a bit concerned. He’s an old guy and maybe he’s getting near the end of his days. I don’t know. He let me sit next to sit and, other than regarding me with his tiny eyes, didn’t have much to say.
He sure is a sexy chelonian, though
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