30 feet down below
water, rocks…half-a-dozen snakes
fun!
It was a bright, sunny day. There I was standing on the bridge, gazing down into the creek, water rippling, rocks shimmering. Ahh, yes. And then my eyes spotted the curlycue on a large rock. A sizable snake—it must’ve been 5 feet long, maybe longer. Then I spotted another snake on a nearby rock. I kept looking all around the rocks, and found more snakes curled and sunning. I’m glad they were so far away—that made it fun, not frantic!
