This morning I noticed the ivy down the hill in our backyard rustling in a turtle-y fashion. (This specific sort of rustling is hard to describe, but it’s quite different from bird rustling or squirrel rustling.) I waded through the brush and found this little guy! Unfortunately he’s one of the least sociable box turtles I’ve ever met. I tried all my turtle wooing techniques (fresh raspberries and belly rubs), but he just wouldn’t come out of his shell.