Monday, August 07, 2006
Snakes (almost) in my bra!
My expensive landscaping is dying. While other parts of the country alternately bake and drown, we are just baking. So today I came home at lunch and turned the hose on my sad dying trees while I ate lunch (shhh, don't tell the water police). And as I left to go back to the office, I reached down behind the bush to the faucet. And leaned directly into a 3 ft. black racer. You know how you look past something to see the thing you are reaching for, and then become aware that something else is right nearby? I'm leaning, I'm reaching, my chest is almost in the bush, and I became aware of something black on top of the bush. I leaned back just as the head of the snake was reaching for the v of my shirt. I suspect that in his little snake brain, he looked inside my shirt and thought it looked like a place to get out of the hot sun. I stepped back and he kept coming toward me. Eventually he realized that I wasn't going to cooperate and stopped. I'm not afraid of snakes, at least not as long as I know what kind they are, so I thought it was hilarious. He slithered down inside the bush, I went back to the office. I'll look carefully when I reach behind that bush in the future.