Friday, June 24, 2011
Sharon told me that, rather than these shells representing a meal for another creature, the baby turtles dragged the shells, still semi-attached out of the hole, then scraped them off to continue on into their new life in the wilds of South Lyon. Because the shells were still soft, and there was goo still inside, the newborns probably wandered off that day. And the dragonfly? Probably died of natural causes, and the ants ate the body. Ants don't find wings a delicacy. I like these stories much better. The robin and the worm, well, that's still the food chain story.