The refuge's greeter It's silly, but I actually look forward to being greeted whenever I go into a store to shop. I often have the same experience when I visit nature preserves. At the Henne refuge, which is fast becoming my favorite spot when I need a quick exploration trip to widen my horizons, the greeter has often been one of the adult osprey, who let me know, in no uncertain terms, that I'm being watched and I'd better watch my step. It's not exactly friendly, but I get the point. On my trek to Henne today, however, the osprey were elsewhere, no doubt teaching their fledglings the finer points of aerial angling, so another species took up the welcoming duties. I spotted this young snapping turtle, about six inches long and covered with duckweeed, on the main path into the Preserve. The reptile remained stock-still when I photographed it—I don't know if it was male or female—and while I can't be certain that was a greeting, at least it made no attempt to bite me. I'll take that as a "Hello, welcome to Henne."