Now THAT is one big turtle nest. Most of the turtles nests on our beach are loggerhead nests but every so often we get one made by a Green Turtle. Greens are endangered and not too plentiful in southwest Florida and so it’s always exciting when we find one of their nests. They’re easy to spot. They look like a bomb went off on the beach…huge crater and tons of sand. This poor mama crawled all the way up the dune, into the vegetation, dug her nest, laid her eggs and threw huge amounts of sand all over to cover her eggs. I’m standing in the “crater” and we’re just getting ready to locate those eggs. Thank heavens, Zoe, one of the leaders of our project, came to help us decide where to dig. (and to take the picture!) The photo made me think of the old game we used to play on snowbanks…hence the title of this post.
It turned out to be a long morning. We had two, not one, green nests and a loggerhead to verify. And many others to record. We started around 6:00am and I think we left the beach at 9:30 am. I was pretty wasted for the rest of the day. I’m not as young as I used to be.
Jerry and I leave for San Diego tomorrow. Erin and her family are already there. They set out Friday from Texas and drove there via the Grand Canyon. Even before they saw the Grand Canyon, the kids were blown away by the mountains. They are so deprived living in Texas which is nearly as flat as Florida.
We’ll be staying with Erin for a couple days (they rented a house for the week) and then move into the hotel on Thursday to get ready for Sean and Carly’s wedding. It makes me cry just to think about it. I will NOT cry at the wedding. I’m getting a professional makeup job for the wedding and am determined not to ruin it.
I am just so happy that Sean found the perfect woman to share his life with, so happy that he’s so happy and so happy that we’re pretty crazy about that woman too. I’m looking forward to seeing family and wish more of them could have come . San Diego is so far away and so expensive.. we’re so grateful to the ones who are going to be there.
We did have a little glitch already…Jerry went to polish his shoes yesterday (please note that I am all packed and he has barely begun) Problem was he couldn’t find his shoes. Last time he saw them was at the tailor’s where he had his suit altered. He checked both cars; we looked under beds, in closets, EVERYWHERE. He figured he left them at the tailor’s but I also had this weird feeling they MIGHT be at Goodwill since I had dropped off a bag of assorted “stuff” on Saturday. Anyway, they WERE at the tailor’s. She hadn’t called because she never noticed them until the end of the day and had no clue who might own them. I had visions of Jerry heading to the mall this afternoon to buy shoes. Or skipping Lego Land in San Diego to go shoe shopping. Not my idea of a good time but better than Jerry showing up for the wedding in loafers or flip flops.
I love the photo below. The Grand Canyon is so magnificent (and so are those three kids!)