I was sitting in my easy chair with my Nook, reading, when I heard Iris barking outside very close by. I stepped out onto the porch and saw her digging up a storm just below me.
It was a big old turtle!
Cliff and I thought it was a snapping turtle; it certainly acted mean and surly enough to be one. But Cliff's nephew said it's a water turtle, not a snapping turtle. Hmmm, there's no water next to our house, but Mike said it's time for them to be laying their eggs. I hope this doesn't mean we're going to have a bunch of nasty turtles hatching out under the porch later on. Cliff got rid of the pest.
The first of my asiatic lilies is blooming. I have no idea what other colors to expect, but I look forward to finding out.
Cliff is raking hay as I make this entry. He and the oldest grandson restored and painted this old Farmall tractor several years ago. Cliff likes to make sure every tractor gets used for something once in awhile. We used to take the Farmall H to nearby tractor shows.