End of the road
Must be my week for finding turtle remains. This is the third set I have run across. Eastern box turtles are among my favorite beasts. I have a pictoral record of some twenty-five individual box turtles that live within a half-mile radius of my house. They are so beautiful, each with its own unique set of markings and individual personality. The turtle in this picture lived his life deep in the woods. It is nice to know that he didn't have to contend with the dangers of the highway. His shell was in nearly perfect condition and from his size I would say that he lived a long life. (And yes, it was a male as evidenced by the depression in the plastron.) Even in death he is a thing of beauty.
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