Dave and I have always said we didn't have any snapping turtles in our lower pond, just small box turtles. Well, surprise! This morning Dave found a large snapper in the garage driveway. By the time I went out to see, she had made her way almost to the pond and one of our red-winged blackbirds was watching her and squawking.
I watched the tall grass and cattails mark her progress back into the water. Then I noticed in an area where no grass is growing there is a circle of disturbed soil. Apparently she had buried her eggs and then got turned around trying to go back to the pond.
Now I'm glad I didn't venture into the pond to pull cattails. Ouch! I remember once in NJ when Dave was using a metal rake to pull some water plants out of the lake we lived next to and a huge snapper took offense. He grabbed that rake and nearly pulled Dave's hands off. Wow, was that turtle angry!
We're in the midst of a difficult time for keeping our yard nice. It rains buckets, then clears up just long enough for the grass to start drying, but no sooner do I go out to mow than it pours again. Between that and some health problems yet again, our yard is starting to look like the town dump. Very discouraging.
Oh well, obviously the turtles are happy.