An Old Turtle
AT FAWN ISLAND, WE HAVE—OF COURSE—AN OLD TURTLE. Very old. And very large. She hangs around the dock, and enjoys the occasional dead minnow, or scrap of fish. This evening the grandchildren were startled, then awestruck, then delighted, when she made her appearance by the gangplank to the dock, staying for 15 minutes, breathing through her nose and blowing bubbles, then wolfing down the ‘y-bone’ strip from a northern pike fillet. A vision not soon to be forgotten. Maybe never. Here’s a short glimpse…