I have a thing for turtles and I don't know why. Maybe it goes back to the good old days when my mom and dad would take me and my two sisters to the Oldsmars Flea Market. The market had an ancient pet turtle. It was as big as a tire (of a small Honda) and over a hundred years old. I think his name was Wilmer or maybe it was Fred, not sure. But every time we went to the market, I would run up to his turtle house to get a peek. I dedicate these designs to you, my ancient turtle friend.
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