The last time I saw my mother was Mother’s Day, 2000. Here she is long before then, when I was still small.
And from our walk today:
We happened upon these 2 turtles mating. When we got here we saw them near each other, with the one turtle who turned out to be the male raising his head way out of his shell and bobbing it around, while the female turtle would withdraw into her shell and then come out again. He repeated his head-wobbling dance several times and then, when they seemed to have reached an agreement, he climbed onto her shell and had to raise himself way up with his legs to effect their coupling. They seemed not to notice us when we finally walked on by. I did love the head-wobble dance.