patsy is my next door neighbor. she has been a huge blessing to us over the years. she and her son are paramedics and we’ve borrowed her expertise more times than I can count.

when we moved here, she had peepers the turtle in a little fenced in area of her dog yard (she used to breed and show english bulldogs, she had several grand champions). her husband wayne made her this little lot -about 6 feet by 10 feet or so- for peepers. he filled a cooler with sand and buried it, he made little houses and lean-to’s.

over the years, we have added to patsy’s turtle family. every time we find a turtle trying to cross the road, we pick it up and bring it to her. now she has 9, all named for the person who brought them home, then when she ran out of our names, she started with the names of the places where they were found.

it’s always neat to discover them when they emerge from their little hidey holes every spring. last week, patsy hollered for me to come look. she found a baby when she was feeding her children. she was so excited!

sadly, wayne passed away a couple of years ago, so he can’t enjoy the fruits of his -and, obviously some reptile’s- labors.

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