Garter May 4, 2015
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Thursday afternoon, after the warming, I took a walk on the rail trail with Laura. We happened upon two garter snakes in the leaves alongside the path. Garters tend to spook easily, but I squatted for a better look. One of them came right over and looked me in the face, forked tongue darting. S/he slithered deliberately through the canyon created by my boots to Laura’s shoe, winding around and under its front before crossing the trail. We followed the snake to the other side, and s/he came back to us for a moment, looking again, no doubt marveling at our tameness.
Route 153 
What a nice encounter! Have you ever picked one up? My granddaughter and I have done that, though not in a while because it’s probably no fun for the snake.
Susan, I’ve held snakes before, but I don’t pick them up in the wild for exactly the reason that you mentioned. If this one had hung out long enough, though, I’d be tempted.
How wonderful. A curious snake – who’d have thought?!
At the zoo last weekend with Charlie. Someone held up a small toy to the window of the tiny squirrel monkey’s enclosure, and they all ran over, little hands pressed against the glass as they looked, intrigued and curious. I wish I’d known what was going through their heads. Or the snake’s.
That must have been a wonderful thing to watch…and of course I’m waiting for the next Charlie post.
I love this.
You snake charmer!
(I finally caved and got a WordPress account, because it hasn’t been letting me leave comments on WordPress blogs… although as it turns out, I’ve had a WordPress account all along, apparently. I have no recollection of ever having created one before today. Another of life’s mysteries.)
Hi Helen! (And oh look—it’s been a month since I posted anything.)