On Monday, New Years Day, my clients wanted to walk the acreage of this 68 acre farm just over the border in VA. It had been a while since i had walked it - but the owner said he had marked the boundary with red paint on some trees, so i shouldn't have a problem. I started along the side border, and quickly felt like it was not quite right. So turned back and headed a little south and sure enough - there were my red tree marks. From then it was easy, down a side of a huge hill to a creek, then back up a steep incline and ridge, then back down to the creek that flows beside the 1828 farmhouse, then back up almost to the main county road. We cut thru the woods to head back to the farmhouse and were crossing the creek when my client saw this turtle... it was a pretty warm day here - in the upper 50's... and he (or she) was chilling in the creek like it was the hottest day of the year. The next day of course the temperature zoomed down to a low of 22, high winds, etc. So i hope mr./mrs. turtle got all tucked into the leaves for a winter nap.