I’ve blogged for almost six years. Blogging is a record of major events for that time period. Even, for things found to be irritating.
Negative expressions: A nickel holding up a dollar; gumming up the works. Hopefully my efforts, have been neither.
The bizarre title has little to do with the rest of this post. Other, than to say, it may have been inspired by the extreme amount of road kill seen this morning. It’s springtime here, nearly summer, and critters are on the move.
Yesterday, my dogs were barking, carrying on about something in the back yard. It turned out to be a black snake. Snakes keep the rodent population down, and this particular one, wasn’t the poisonous variety.
Rain is falling in torrents. The sun is shining full force. A dichotomy due to the two combatants–spring and summer, fighting for dominance.
*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.
–Picture: Debbie Williams, WKRG–
An image, from the restroom of an unidentified local business, was disturbing. The thought of any serpentine creature coming close to my bum at that moment was/is frightening. This snake in a toilet bowl, with colored bands around its body, may or may not, have been poisonous. That was little comfort. There are at least five poisonous snake species indigenous to this area. Could there be anything creepier? Where does fear of snakes in humans come from? Is it instinctive?
Meredith F. Small: Anthropologist from Cornell University, says “Ophidiophobia” is fear of snakes, which is a subset of “Herpetaphobia” the more inclusive fear of reptiles.
Snakes, it seems, were the oldest known predators on primates and they have been the most persistent predators over millions of years.
Today, monkeys are scared of them and humans make horror films about them, like “Snakes on a Plane.”
“Just when you thought it was safe to go to the bathroom again,” is the essence of horror movies. I’m going to be more cautious from now on–no more going to the bathroom in the dark. Had I patronized this business in the past? Mum was the word, for fear of bad publicity. I have a healthy respect for snakes; I wouldn’t call it a phobia. If I see them first, I’m OK.