So, today when I got home from work, I was talking on the phone to my friend Tim, when I wandered out to my backyard. I was just pacing while I talked on the phone, as I do, and ended up back there. Now, my lady has been doing amazing things to the backyard as far as gardens and interesting plant life go, but I always find myself attracted to the creek.

The creek always has something new. When I first moved into the house I wandered down to the creek and saw a bit of accumulated trash and decided to clean it up. Well, the creek looked good for a couple of weeks...until it rained again. Now I see the creek as a way for me to find things. Sometimes it's a really cool stone, or a half deflated spiderman soccer ball, or an interesting looking beached log, or some old dislodged bottle from 40 years ago. Well today, I met a fine specimen of a snapping turtle.

Damn thing was timid, so I didn't get the best shots, but here ya go: 

Dude, that fella has a leech on his shell!.