Ahhh, spring in Maine.
Yesterday at about noon here at the pond, it was partly sunny and a chilly 53 degrees (F) when I saw this pair, our first painted turtles.:
They had thrown off their mucky covers, arisen about 14 feet from their winter beds, and were desperately seeking heat from a miserly sun.
This morning, as this is written, it is 31 degrees here and snow is flurrying outside, as it has been, off and on, all morning:
I suspect that our other turtles will stay in bed this morning. (Brooklin, Maine)