when threatened, i tend to retreat into a shell of routine and immediate family. no matter what the world throws at me, a fire, a glass of wine, the couch, the dog, my hubby and my kids make me feel invulnerable to the sharp beaks and prying claws of the world.
painted turtle shells
shoreview, minnesota
Lovely thoughts. I understand the retreat, just hadn’t thought of it in terms of a turtle.