another caterpillar

This time featuring (once again) Danielle's hands (she held Marsha several weeks ago, for those of you keeping track).

Turtles in the morning (clusterfuck of mosquitoes, it was terrible), a brush (in the face) with poison ivy (alcohol right away hopefully took care of it), and potluck lunch at the Ranger's house on the Middle Moors. He has ludicrously amazing views on top of the hill. He gets both the sunrise and sunset, as well as the Brandt and Great Point lighthouses.