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April 10, 2010
I have never viewed sea turtles as gypsies or faeries. Yet they are nomads in the greatest doorway of all: the coast, the seam between ocean and land.

As mascots go, there are stronger choices. They face extinction, struggling to adapt to a crazy Earth.

Yet I feel myself drawn to them. I, too, am a slow, gentle being, needing time to ponder things before I act. I have been criticized for this slowness, but this is simply who I am. The slow sea gypsy who needs to learn to feel at home in her own shell, riding the current.