Just as I stepped out of my front door late this morning, camera in hand to photograph the Mailbox Butterfly Garden, I encountered something that made me quickly step back in.
There right in front of my path lay a shiny black snake, seemingly ready to pounce, and it was at least four feet long!
I am still spooked by the incident. I spend hours in the garden, often wearing shorts and flip-flops even in the wooded bush-filled areas at the back of the property, and previously I never concerned myself with being on the lookout for snakes. Now, I can no longer delude myself and will have to be more cautious.
Through web-research I have identified the offending snake as being a harmless Northern Black Racer, but the sight of a snake never makes me happy.