We had a visitor outside our motorhome today... this time I'm not writing about the birds or the squirrels or chipmunks. If you are squeamish about snakes just hit the close button right now....
Bill's been working hard all day... some of you might remember the mess our rental was when we were here last fall... it's a long story... but it is getting in shape. Anyway... today Bill put down some flooring and various other things. He came back to our motorhome around 4pm... I gave him a glass of chablis... he sat in his usual spot... relaxing... looked out the window and then said... "There's a snake in that dead tree over the shed."
Yep! Sure 'nuf. A 4' black snake was winding its way towards the apple tree. To our knowledge there are no bird nests in that area. Yes, there is an old bluebird box just in front of that 2x4 you see in the photo... but it's one of those "fixer-uppers" that is sadly in need of repair. We haven't seen any occupants.
I don't know how it happened, but I'm the more likely one to get up close and personal with snakes. Maybe because Bill grew up in New Mexico where snakes usually meant rattlers. However, I'm the one who got bit by a copperhead many years ago, and, despite several days in the hospital, still love snakes.
That all aside, this guy is really a "good guy". I don't like it when they raid bluebird boxes... but they redeem themselves by keeping the rodents at bay.
One time, many years ago, Bill was out of town. I was walking up the steps from the stalls in the barn... saw about 6" of "tail" hanging out of the unfinished insulation in the wall. I started pulling... wrapping what I pulled around my left wrist as I pulled with my right hand. Six feet or so later I got to the head of the matter. Yep... a lovely black snake had decided to move in...
Nope... not here, my friend. I carried him across the road and deposited him in that field.
I might like snakes.... I might like them a lot and know they are good guys... BUT... I don't want to live up close and personal with them.
Honest folks... this is a good guy. He won't hurt you... he'll keep the bad guys away.
We watched this snake as he retreated from the old apple tree... down the dead honeysuckle vine... into the shed... which now has only a roof.
He's probably long gone by now. He might be a good guy and a friend, but trust me... I'll watch for him when I fill my bird feeders. Bill will need to check under the hood of the rig before we leave. It's the "startle effect" of seeing a snake that I still deal with.
I'll report back if I see him again...
That's All For Today!