The turtle at Hidden Villa is getting used to people. I led a group of quieter than usual pre-schoolers down to the pond, and we all crouched down and spied on the turtle as he basked on his board. This is the first time a whole tour group has gotten to see him. Usually there's nothing left but an expanding ripple to mark the spot where he hit the water. Of course the moment didn't last too long. A girl saw a butterfly in the pond, and as I leaned slightly forward to help identify it, the turtle splashed into the green water.
Elsewhere on the farm, Jen was wandering with Willow, Nate, and The Dickens, with the latter two wanting to wander in opposite directions. The direction The Dickens chose was into the creek.

The rest of the weekend passed in a blur of small errands, Picking up, and cleaning. Nate and Lexy went to different birthday parties. The Dickens spent time anticipating her own upcoming birthday - the day when she magically turns from two-and-a-half to three. We saw a couple of movies after the kids were in bed - Master and Commander, which was a decent historical maritime adventure yarn, complete with Marine iguanas and dismemberment, and Ginger Snaps 2, which was a decent low budget werewolf film, which also contained more than a bit of dismemberment. A thematic link! And no, I don't rent films just because there's dismemberment in them. In fact, most of my favorite films have absolutely no dismemberment in them whatsoever.

I see from the direction that this post is taking that it's time for bed.

cds I listened to while finally not really limping and avoiding all of the extra cops that were driving around with their damn headlights off: V/A "A Tribute to Abba", Yat-Kha "Dalai Beldiri", Circle "Prospekt", Ex-Girl "Endangered Species", C.O.B. "Spirit of Love", and V/A "Sol Lucet Omnibus - A tribute to Sol Invictus" disc one