Tomorrow, not only do I get to go get massaged, but a working party is forming in the afternoon to build Turtletopia, the future home of one Jeremiah Swakhammer the Eastern Box Turtle. His appetite in captivity has slacked off, which means I must move him outside post-haste. My friend C will be coming, bringing with her Musket the Helpful!Puppy, and a co-worker who has actual experience building things from scratch when the only instructions are “Um. It should be 10′ x 10′ and we’ll have to put down 12″ x 12″ pavers first so he can’t dig out, and also there will have to be a cover to keep raccoons and cats and dogs from getting him.”
There will be constructing, and also laying down of dirt, and some planting, as Eastern Box Turtles in this area are creatures of the forest floor and the forests here are all jungly second-growth swaths of wilderness. So we will attempt to recreate that in a 10′ x 10′ area that is close enough to the pump for me to water it. And hopefully Jeremiah Swakhammer’s appetite will resume, and all will be well.