I have long had a fear of snapping turtles. My “friends” in elementary school ruined all water-based activities for me by telling me that the little buggers were lurking just below the surface, waiting to snap your big toe right off.
For some reason, this phobia survived intact well into adulthood. I’d long given up on irrational fears of sharks, alligators and angry mermaids. It wasn’t until a recent trip to the Naples Zoo in Florida that I got to see the critters up close.
They still looked ferocious and powerful, but also: really slow. I mean, they are TURTLES. I don’t know why this never occurred to me before.
So now the fascination remains, but minus the crippling horror. Thus, today’s picture:
A few photographs from Google Images served as reference, but the pose, the composition, and many of the details were all mine.
So I guess now I owe snappers a debt of gratitude for inspiring this piece. I guess we’re even.