Oh how lovely, Clare. It’s almost poetic with the photos. You ought to start writing Tortoise Tales for children.
Aren’t they little rascals digging down so much, but you’re one step ahead.
My lot were all under carex plants, rosemary or in pots this afternoon, but for the past three days, I’ve noticed Isabelle comes out for a solitary stroll while the others are sleeping. She’s quite comical wandering about, eating up any leftovers, nosing about at the females while they snooze. She’s very social and comes running over if she sees me. Funny little torts. I could while hours away just watching. I just need the hours to while away instead of snatched moments checking on them. One day...