This is my fourth in what is turning out to be a series that might be called, “Looking down at the ground, just around 32 degrees farenheit.”

Though I’m piling up a lot of images I want to post, somehow this fits into the series. Also, my wife has said, “ooh, what’s that?!” (in the good way) as this image has been on the screen.

This is by our little pond, a couple of decent-but-neglected gnarly old apple trees with some hardwoods and softwoods growing up around them too close. Quite a few of the apples fall into the pond, and the painted turtles actually manage to bite chunks out of them there. I’ve only seen the evidence of the bites, never the actual apple-bobbing turtle-comic event.

One of the images in the piled-up and ready to go also fits into this series, so let’s see if I can keep it going for 5 before I get distracted.