May 8, 2026
On April 25, we decided to sit out on the front porch. Bruce headed out first to set up the mosquito repellent device. As I came out he said, “Be careful and don’t step on the snake.” I stopped at the top of the steps to see where the critter was.

I slipped past the snake on the side of the steps away from him.
The snake didn’t like me and started crawling up our wrought iron post.



The snake decided it didn’t like the little ledge with no where to go. With a lot of gyrations, it managed to get turned around.


I didn’t get any pictures of the snake crawling down the post.
Bruce was invested in the snake making it down safely. He was cheering the snake on and hoping it wouldn’t fall. He told me later how funny it was that he got so invested the snake. “It’s not my snake, so why did I care so much?
We had a nice sunset.

We had some water moccasins near the Gulf in Alabama. They used to say if you smelled watermelon. They thought us city slickers were crazy walking at night near the water in the dark. I think we were. We also met a few harmless ones on our steps.
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We had water moccasins in my dad’s big pond (the maps called it Turkey Foot Lake) near Columbia, MS.
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At least your house doesn’t have rats?
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Domestic rats = cute. Wild rats = 🤮
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