Meeting With Nature…Why Hello Mr. Snake!

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Little Dog and I went for a morning walk yesterday.  Nature just loves crossing my path but not with what I want to cross it.  I was on the hunt for those huge thistles growing on the side of the road.  Wanted some good pics for my collection.  Well, well, well no thistle to be found BUT there was another one of my snake buddies.  Half in the road and half in the grass.  Almost ran him over with the stroller.   Little Dog’s stroller, as he can not walk that far anymore.  He is 13-1/2 years now and slowing those little pupper legs down.  He loves his stroller though.  When we get to a place of stopping,  I let him out to wander around and stretch those short little legs.  

Back to the snake.  Believe it is a garter snake but not sure.  He had green stripes and not those yellow stripes they usually have.  Hope to heck he was not poisonous because I was about 3 feet away from him taking his portrait. When I got home I thought I would look  through snake identification sites online to make sure what he was.  Things were going along so well till this one picture popped up.  It was of a  dang snake climbing into a cracked window.  No screens in Georgia are fit well enough to keep anything out.  Always some wiggle room for them. My mission changed at that point and I was off.   Went around the house closing all the windows and doors making sure all the weather stripping is good.  Needless to mention, I have some fixing up to do.

As I was walking along the side of the house, a very pretty vine was climbing up into one of the huge pin oaks.  What actually caught my eye was a segment of the vine loaded with bright orangey red trumpet flowers was swinging about in the breeze.  Just had to capture that on the camera.

While I was over the side of the house, decided to get some pictures of that angle of the house.  Always take pics from the front.  Time to switch things up some. Also, there is a whole section of my backyard I never see because I erected a 6-foot fence so Little Dog can go outside and wander on his own.  Also put up for when I take care of my daughter’s two dogs.  The three of them would go out and squirrel hunt.  Squirrels will run the rim of the fence antagonizing them all, especially the black lab, Annabell.  She would jump so high there were times I swear she was ready to hop the fence…forget the squirrel….she was just going to go flying over!  I like that far back portion because that is where my palm tree is.  I loooove my palm tree and made sure the builders left it there.  This northern girl had to have a palm tree smack dab in the middle of the backyard.

Oh yes, see that dead tree sticking up above all the live trees?  That has been there for 20 years.  Looks no more or no less dead than it did when I moved into my house here.  There have been a few hellacious storms that took down healthy sturdy trees.  However this one just keeps on standing which amazes me.  The vultures love it.  It is one of their favorite perches.  There is another dead tree in the opposite direction.  Has the same scenario of 20 years dead, making it through those horrible storms and continuing to be a perch for the vultures.   Crazy.

(11) Jeanne Shea Lyman   Please click this link and have a peak at this nastiness.  This is a sneaky snake trying to get into my garage back in the summer of 2011.  Some say it is a poisonous one and others say no.  I have not a clue.  Only thing I am sure about is I’m glad the garage door clocked it.  At that time I was working late nights and would not have wanted to greet him stepping my foot out of the car onto the floor.  Just the thought of that freaked me out…if he were poisonous ?*!?*!?*!    What is your consensus?

Well, I shall go forth and see what wonders await me for today!   Stay in touch and I’ll keep you posted.

White Fluffy Dog Puppy Bye Bye Waving photo dog.gif Have a great day!  See you all later.

“In the woods, we return to reason and faith.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson, Essays and Poems

The only place for me to ponder is walking outside amidst my salt marsh, in the country with it’s quietness, sea shores, mountains forests.  Calm thinking and peace return.