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These guys live along the Australian east coast on a diet including insects and fish. They like to impress the ladies with a funky head bobbing dance.
Find out about many different animals at www.crazycreatures.org
A painted turtle basking amidst duckweed in the large vernal pool in the Dell.
An absolutely perfect spring day in Mt. Auburn Cemetery, which straddles Cambridge and Watertown. Birds, bees, frogs, turtles and colorful explosions of bloom and blossom everywhere you turned. All in a sprawling, historic cemetery (the first "garden cemetery"), that is also an amazing arboretum and urban wildlife sanctuary.
*here's the obligatory Zombie Turtle Kid.
Ted Court, 2015
Walked down to the river bank and discovered these baby turtles had just hatched, I think they may have had a little help getting out from a skunk the night before. I counted 5 or 6.
www.wildlife.state.nh.us/Wildlife/Nongame/turtles/painted...
This girl was one of three that was crossing the road. She was the only survivor by the time John saw her, stopped, and brought her to the safety of the ponds at home. She either already had laid, or was ready to lay, her eggs. She moved very, very fast. John put her in Pond 3.
This little painted turtle was at least a half kilometre away from the nearest visible water. When i found him he was obstinately stuck inside his shell on the side of a logging road, refusing to poke his head out. At least it was all downhill back to the lake. There was also a leech stuck to the top of his shell, which was persistently still alive, even though i cant imagine how long this guy had been out of the water. How long does it take a turtle to cross a half km of cutover and climb a hill?
Unlike my on last visit to the refuge, it was a warm, clear day, so dozens of turtles were basking in the sun in the impoundment.
My first memory of this area is from back when I was a child, and rode through what was just the Tinicum marsh area with my family (well before becoming a refuge, and named after the late senator). My father stopped the car when he saw something in the road ahead. It was a very large turtle, completely coated in oil. I don’t remember much of the details of the story, but we took her home and cleaned her up, releasing her in the stream in Washington’s Crossing State Park, with others of her kind. We named her Olive Oil, and I do remember she looked happy as she swam up to sun herself on a rock in the center.
This old male Wood Turtle (Clemmys insculpta) has seen many years. Undisclosed stream in Western Maryland.
Ed eccomi di ritorno con una delle mie tartarughe che sguazzano mollemente 24 ore al giorno nella vasca del mio giardino (non si annoieranno poi?)...
In questo mese sono successe parecchie cose, troppe per raccontarle...
Una però ve la racconterò: il mio viaggio a Roma. Non so quando dato che tra due giorni riparto per Pantelleria, ma spero per allora di riuscire a postare qualche foto...
A presto!
P.s. Per qualche anticipazione romana, visitate Sinuhe, che già qualcuna l'ha sfornata!