Once upon a time, six tiny turtles set out on a sea voyage.
Their vessel, the USS Cooter, was sound from stem to stern and all aboard felt confident their voyage would be a success.
She slipped her moorings on a golden spring day and glided out upon the vast ocean.
Early on, the boat fairly hummed with excitement as the crew bustled about their duties.
Every turtle worked as part of the team.
At least, at first they did.
For as the voyage wore on, dissension raised it's ugly head ...
The crew split into two factions. Cooperation crumbled.
The stormy relations between the divided crew threatened the ship as surely as a sudden gale might.
Fortunately, common sense prevailed and there was a reconciliation between the two factions.
Unfortunately, the reconciliation and group hug took place on the same side of the vessel.
She listed dangerously ...
... and then capsized!!
It was every turtle for himself as the crew abandoned ship ...
... except for the captain, who, following a time honored tradition, went down with his ship.
Thus ends our tale.
Yesterday, the 6 baby turtles moved into new digs. I cleaned out my 700 gallon aquaculture tank and turned it over to them for awhile.
They had been chilling in Mrs. FC's waterfolly pond, but turtles produce a lot of poo ... not the best additive if you like to see into your pond water.
Yesterday, I worked in the yard, mostly tweaking the garden, picking blueberries, and cleaning out the big tank.
The weather was spectacular as today promises to be, so I know I'll be doing more of the same ...with camera in hand.
The giant grey ratsnake and the owl graced me with their presence while I was working yesterday ... too redundant to post about?
What do you think?