Dying little towns
Passed by quickly
Waited to run
With passing traffic
*I would like to apologize for the terrible pun in the title of this post. This fails to meet standards upheld by this blog up to now. However, it was better than United Snakes of America.
So much different from the night before, when intense rain fell faster than the runoff could drain away. The stars came out. It’s pleasant and cool.
Snakes have their place in the biosphere and I have no objections to that. Soon the nighttime temperature will be consistent. That’s when snakes migrate to summer territories.
It’s a challenge to see them first–especially the six poisonous species that populate this area. There’s a reason for the name Moccasin Bayou.