Not Marcelle
We named the last turtle we found in our yard Marcelle. That means that this one is named Not Marcelle. Duh.
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We named the last turtle we found in our yard Marcelle. That means that this one is named Not Marcelle. Duh.
I’m usually pretty happy when I walk down the streets of my neighborhood. Apparently, the streets are pretty happy, too.
The last turtle in our backyard to enter the Turtle Relocation Program was Turtle #12. Turtle #13 evaded capture and is still lurking out there somewhere… I did not take a picture of Turtle #14. I thought that would be … Continued
I thought I had come across a sea anemone in my neighborhood. By a path. In the woods. Far from the sea. Turns out it’s an anemone stinkhorn. Whatever it is, it’s pretty. And apparently, it’s pretty stinky.
The Lizard Man used to skulk. Prowl. Hide. But now he seems to — dare I say it? — frolic. First he joined in on the Christmas festivities. Then he began trick-or-treating through the neighborhood. Now he’s cavorting in the … Continued
Buzzards are known for their keen eyesight. They circle high above, looking down at the ground for scraps of meat. Carrion. Things the rest of us are too hoity-toity to eat. Isn’t this cheating?
We had enough snow this week to build two snowmen. Snowman #1 was a car snowman — a snowman built from the thin layer of snow that covered our car. We named him Herbie. Snowman #2 was a yard snowman. … Continued
It’s been an unusual couple of years, to say the least. And now here we are in the middle of winter, with unusually spring-like weather. We’ve gotten used to thinking that unusual means unsettling. But sometimes, it simply means unexpectedly … Continued