Then another appeared but there was something different about this one. S/He climbed onto a partially submerged log and I could see that it was a softshell, probably an Eastern Spiny Softshell Turtle, Apalone spinifera. As big as a large dinner plate and nearly as flat, this is a pic from a different sighting:
Like clockwork, Cedar Waxwings come through every spring and strip the Juneberries of their fruit. But a hot flash ripened the berries prematurely and the birds missed them altogether. We were delighted to see them back in August, bathing in the spray of the garden hose during the drought.
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