One fine morning, while hiking back out of a local wildlife sanctuary, I was about to step on what I thought was a stick, when, suddenly, my eyes detected a distinctively non-stick-like pattern. It turned out to be a youngish cottonmouth (Agkistrodon piscivorus piscivorus) sunning itself in the trail. Thankfully, these snakes are not nearly as aggressive as legend says they are (it is my understanding that they get this mistaken reputation from highly aggressive, non-poisonous water snakes). A quick flick with my walking stick near the tail, and this fellow(ette) decided the swamp on the other side of the trail was more to his/her liking.
As of yet, I've not been bitten by a venomous snake...I'm praying that it stays that way.
January 20, 2017 Redux
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On this day 8 years ago I wrote It’s Time to Pay Attention. Reflecting
back, and as someone said on social media elsewhere the other day, we
didn’t resist ...
21 hours ago