Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
…so I’m driving along a semi-rural road* this morning and up ahead in the road, I see this turtle. It’s like, totally in the middle of the road, as in the lane marker. Not only is he/she in the middle of the road, apparently, he/she has decided to take a much needed rest. In the middle of the road.
…the mind (of a clark) is an amazing thing. In the space of time that between seeing the turtle (about 100 feet ahead) and passing it on the left, the following went on in my mind:
- ‘hey! that’s a turtle up ahead’
- ‘I didn’t stop the last time I came across this situation’
- ‘…how many times have I come across this situation, that’s pretty odd, there was that one time in the Vineyard, must have been 5 or so… no you’re weren’t driving, lol’
- ‘nobody coming, I’m gonna stop… it might make a difference, provided nobody comes along and hits my car or laughs at me’
- ‘screw that I’m stopping’
I did stop the car (in the lane of travel, cause there was no breakdown lane, this being a semi-rural road. I did run back (I pulled over about 25 feet past my new reptilian friend.) I noticed that the turtle was about 4 inches wide and, maybe. 6 inches long. It immediately went into retreat into shell mode. Picked it up, carried to the side of the road, put it down and ran back to my car.
…I’ll surely have more insightful commentary on this morning’s encounter, but right now I have a pile of ‘non-turtle-related’ work on my desk and so, I need to stop at this point.
* meaning: houses along the road, but all set back from the road, in the woods, like an acre or more of land and genuine, put-there-by-manual-back-breaking-labor-not-because-it-looks-utterly-charming-but-because-they’re-trying-to-grow-food-so-the-seven-children-(who managed to survive childbirth)-could-eat-and-maybe-grow-to-be-more-than-5’2″-tall