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Louise Watson's avatar

Every wild creature has something to teach us! We just have to watch and listen.

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Chris's avatar

Mornin' Clyde,

The ending to your snail piece has clung to me since I read it, "we all have our own destinations and ways of getting there, and that speed isn’t the point". So well articulated.

Thank you - Chris

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Radically accessible poems's avatar

I wish I knew you were on the cape! I was at Ballston til the 31rst.

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Clyde Watson's avatar

We must've been on the exact same schedule. Going at all again this summer?

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Radically accessible poems's avatar

I doubt it. Next year!

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Nancy Dingman-Cobb's avatar

Nice Clyde!! Hurray for a snail's pace.

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Cammie Watson's avatar

I needed this bit of wisdom today. Thank you, and thanks to the snails!

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Carolyn keck's avatar

My week exactly! Thank you snails and Clyde.

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Clara Mulligan's avatar

Visiting friends for dinner, they told me how they had a snapping turtle in their yard. My mind started to whirl with what I know about snappers. The most important is to help them get out of a road, always taking them to the side they are heading for. So I asked about where this turtle was heading, and where there might be a nearby pond. They then said they took her two fields away, to a creek. I felt a little angst and told them I thought she had a plan, and now she was thinking, “Damn it, now I have to crawl all that way again! “ My friends didn’t think much of it and we went on with our dinner on their beautiful deck.

After a while, my friend says, “There’s the turtle! “ Sure enough, the snapping turtle was crawling past a flower bed, heading towards the same direction they had mentioned.It took the poor thing a day and a half to make the trek back to where she got picked up. I was pretty adamant to just leave her be, she knows what she is doing. We didn’t get up to look, but when it came time to leave, we didn’t see her anywhere.

And while we were eating we watched a doe eat while her very brave fawn dashed off across the road out of sight, but mom caught up with it.

As I left, my friend said, “I don’t like wildlife”, as she stood in her yard in the middle of farm country, up against a woods.

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