Practically every day I'm thankful the children next door are not more careful with their crap. But I have to admit, I cheated. This turtle was originally on its back, little insert-air-here hole pointing up for all the world to see.
This morning I caved, agreeing to only flip it over, nothing more. And this is the result. Note how looking at it from behind evokes thoughts of great and possibly dark journeys ahead.
(what's next to said turtle is a wild, green cherry, now shriveled after a few days of 90+ weather.)