Just Passing Through

One spring morning, E. found this desert tortoise in his little "meadow" munching fallen rose petals. When she found herself being observed, she abandoned her roses to beat a hasty retreat ...well as hastily as a tortoise can retreat. She was around for a few days as we discussed what to do with her. It pretty much boiled down to searching for her owner or taking her out to the local zoo..when she disappeared as mysteriously as she'd appeared. Being me, I wake up in the cold of the night and worry about her.

This little bull snake stopped by too. He was all shiny and new looking having apparently just lost his old skin. We drove him down the hill to the wild brushy area where we take the skunks.

There, he was more than happy to slither into the underbrush. At least I assume he was happy. It's hard to tell with a snake..

It is just such momentous occurrences that keep the One Acre Wood humming along!

I'm still fussing with my pictures. Hopefully, I'll get them straightened out one day!