There's quite a storm coming over. It announced itself with a peal of thunder like Thor banging aluminum trash cans together, and now it's bucketing down--the radar is all reds and yellows. Wonder if it will dry out enough to go climbing this afternoon after the Memorial Day Thing at netcurmudgeon and ashacat's.
Suspect I won't be taking a d-o-g on a w-a-l-k this morning.
That was a busy day. After the holiday luncheon thing, The Jeff and I went for a hike-ette around Laurel Marsh with the GRD (wow, ticks)--but on the way there, as we were driving along, I spotted a suspicious lump in the road...
Me: "Turtle. Turtle!"
He stomped on the brakes before he hit it, and I bailed out and rescued it--a good sized Eastern Painted Turtle with a shell as big as both my hands together.
Being a turtle, it tried to scratch and bite and pee on me while I transported it to the pond, which it was at least a block away from. I suspect the intervention of a juvenile East African Plains Ape, somehow....
Anyway, turtle back in pond, and marsh hiked around. Win/win.
53 miles to Mordor, by the way.
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