Turtle head

On visits to Henne, I've been scanning the air for signs of returning migrant birds and the water for signs of resurrected turtles. Both, I'm happy to say, are back. Turtle backs remain, to be sure, unsighted, but, with the warm weather that supposedly is about to arrive, I should start spotting Painted Turtles hauling out of the water to sun themselves on rocks and logs. The reptiles weren't quite ready to make landfall—and log- and rock-fall—yet, so I had to content myself with head shots... fleeting head shots. The Henne Painteds—no sign of Snappers yet—remain skittish and dive at the slightest disturbance, be it the crunch of twigs or the snap of a camera shutter. Any noise or movement on my part sends them underwater, but if I'm patient enough, the reptiles will eventually resurface to scan their kingdom and make sure all is in order for the day's business, whatever they have in mind.