The grands, Sweet Man and I were doing the clean up and fluff in the backyard today. Moved some patio furniture, put up the umbrellas on the table and on the porch. The kids got in the hot tub while we thatched the lawn and then we sat down to rest on the porch swing.
When we heard the undeniable sound of a leaves rustling and a turtle moving through the underbrush of the hedge. We all looked at each other and said "turtle". It was so funny that we all said it at the same time. We all got down on the ground and started searching for our little shelled cutie patootie and there she was....the turtle that hung out on the porch with Willow. She didn't have any residue of mud or dirt on her, so she has been out for awhile.
Now you notice I said she. This is very abnormal. Males come out first generally. Makes me wonder if one of the "boys" was in the same hibernation chamber, they do that sometimes, congregate to winter over. If the boys stirred to the warmth of the season she may have been tussled and decided it was time. So there is probably some fella turtle in the yard, out and about too.
We followed her briefly but came in to have some lunch and give her some solitude. Maybe she's on her way to lay some eggs. Who's to know.
I'm such a happy girl. I love my shelled critters. We will look for more and do a photo shoot later this afternoon if possible.