My six-year-old son loves turtles. He seems to have a perpetual turtle cloud hovering above his head. Turtles are always on his mind. Today's mission was to find some turtles. We started in our backyard. A year ago, a box turtle was spotted near the sandbox. After a thorough investigation of the yard, and the woods behind the yard, we concluded that "boxy" was no longer around.
Our search then expanded to the local nature preserve. We had on one occasion spotted a box turtle just off of the hiking trail. We returned to the spot, but alas, there was no "boxy." We completed our hike without finding one turtle.
Then we visited a local pond to see if we could spot some red-eared sliders. No luck there either.
My little guy was getting quite upset.
"Okay," I said, "How about we go to the indoor nature center where we know they have a box turtle."
That's what we did. It wasn't quite as fun as finding it in the wild, but at least we got to see it.
My son was pleased.