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Gemini Senior Member
since 1999-12-15
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She wandered across our lawn that afternoon. Diligently and with purpose she dug her hole under the hot sun of summer. Carefully, sliding back and forth this dance went on for about an hour and a half. The pride and labor of her work were eight white eggs deposited in a crescent shaped 3" deep hole. I watched in awe that day this amazing feat of nature unfolding before my eyes. When she had finished depositing her brood she carefully blended the dry dirt with her own watery secretions that glistened in the sun. Carefully and painstakingly she scooped each tiny spoon filled size of mud back feet palming backwards. Satisfied her task was complete she crossed back through our lawn and disappeared into the woods. In fifty to ninety days they say hatchlings may appear. The sum of her worth. And if by some miracle of fate they should make it and not fall prey to cars or creatures of the night, I have come to realize no matter how invinceable we humans feel we are at times, I've never been more humbled than I was that day by a turtle who just happened through one warm summer afternoon. |
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