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July 16: While driving

Kristen Lindquist

This is the haiku I wrote in my head while driving busy Route 52 to Belfast yesterday:

Driving to the lake
I swerve to avoid it--
child's pinwheel in the road.

A little way up the road I swerved again to avoid another thing in the road, just my side of the double yellow lines. As I was passing it, I realized it was a small painted turtle, head up, very much alive. So I pulled over, got out, stopped a huge truck headed right for it, picked it up, and quickly put it on the other side of the road. I was so relieved that the truck stopped just in time that I almost burst into tears. The driver of the truck said, "There's your good deed for the day!" and seemed pleased that between the two of us, we'd saved the turtle.

So here's the amended haiku:

Driving to the lake
I swerve to avoid it--
turtle crossing the road.

March 23: Dining on the beach

Kristen Lindquist

Back in Naples at the Vanderbilt Beach Resort, which features one of Naples more popular fine dining options, the Turtle Club. We dined at an outside table, literally on the sand, within sight and sound of the crashing surf. We learned that the lighting was so dim out there--stars were clear and bright overhead--to conform to rules which govern outside lighting during sea turtle nesting season from May through October. When turtles come up on the beach to lay their eggs (and presumably when the baby turtles hatch), they can be disoriented by bright lights and head for them instead of back into the ocean.
 
Under the moonlight,
line of surf glows offshore
while we eat.