I disturbed, while gardening,
a fucking big snake.
My foot was right on the fucker.
Looked like this:
I’m still trembling a bit.
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Went back out there.
To face my fears, baby!
And there it was, just
like that picture up there.
So I looked at it for awhile.
It didn’t move.
Then I came back in.
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8:09 PM.
I’m in the front garden – it’s still light out, and the birds are making an absolutely insane racket. (I’m here for the wood thrushes.)
Suddenly one of our orange foxes races across the lawn right in front of me – frightened, maybe, by a train.
The fox was a bright slender flash against the dark green.
May 3rd, 2012 at 2:09PM
Good composure, though, to take a picture. Looks like a good sized garden snake, and they eat voles and bunnies.
May 3rd, 2012 at 2:45PM
Its a Garter Snake – entirely harmless as it turns out 8-P.
May 3rd, 2012 at 3:27PM
Stephen: I wish I could claim credit for the picture. I picked it up from Google Image.
If they eat bunnies, they are in HEAVEN here.
May 3rd, 2012 at 5:16PM
Yeah, they all SAY they just eat bunnies. We know.
May 3rd, 2012 at 7:58PM
Between the snake and the foxes, I have to think there is a poem in there somewhere. Come on, UD, give it a shot!
May 3rd, 2012 at 9:31PM
I’m versed out at the moment – that little pillegy up there…
May 4th, 2012 at 9:37AM
The biggest, baddest, meanest garter snakes lived under the YMCA that we belonged to when I was a kid. We spent way more time baiting and catching those suckers than we did swimming. I had to pry one off a friend’s arm once after its fangs got stuck in his arm. We had the idea of taking a couple home once to let loose in our yards; I’m thinking that the violent squirming in the grocery bag tipped mom off when we tried to put it into the car.
June 25th, 2012 at 2:51PM
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