Throop Poop

On Tuesday I realized it was spring--it's hard to tell sometimes, because California is always balmy and pleasant.

A turtle had ventured a few feet away from her turtle compatriots into the bushes a few feet away from the Turtle Pond. Fearing she might be lost, Marie reached down to pick her up but noticed she was hovering over a hole. She was laying eggs! A few were visible in the hole she had dug and I even saw one plop out of her bum like a white glistening poop. (I know eggs don't really come from a bum.) After that she proceeded to fill the hole back in with dirt until it was barely conspicuous.