Out of My Shell
As she moves through the thin carpet of the five-gallon bucket’s leaves, the
painted turtle sounds like she has a peg-leg: rustling, scraping, clunking. A
sour reptile smell hangs over the bucket.
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A Dinosaur Crawled Into My Backyard <br />(Attempts at Connecting with Nature)
A dinosaur crawled into my backyard last week. This reminded me that I live in a
city where you don’t regularly see dinosaurs. Or even backyards. You see
pavement. And now, apparently,