Do you spy our little turtle friend? She was determined to crawl on top of a lily pad. It was a sad thing, really, because she kept sliding off and would quickly try again.
The tide was swiftly coming in, so Tom and the girls planted themselves on a sand bar and waited until the water surrounded them. They declared the last sandy spot their own personal island. It existed for six whole minutes, which happened to be just enough time for an interpretive ocean dance.
|Bird photograph by Tom Neuburger|