David Stanwood is a man of music and, of late, mollusks.

It’s a girl! The big reveal didn't come with pink and blue fireworks, colored cake, or any other gender-reveal activities.

"Sun, sun, sun, here we come," might be the adapted Beatles song if sung by a bale, turn, or flotilla (all names for a group) of painted turtles.

Is it fair to forsake a whole category of creature?

Fleas are not fun, unless they are of the circus-performing variety. 

Everybody’s got a story but Trip Barnes has more stories than anybody.