Three Out Of Five Ain’t Bad
Early last week, we went to see a picker in the Adirondacks
who had called us about a table with beefy legs and a work bench
that he thought we would like. We took the long way (no highways
allowed!) which took us past so many old Greek Revivals, barns
and churches in various states of repair. We passed through
Saratoga and Lake George with no complaints. The picker’s house is
high on a hill in the woods. Here are five things we saw in the tall
grass…
The beefy table!
The workbench!
The snake!
Another workbench sitting on his truck!
A chops-licking kitty! Where did that snake go?
We only brought home three of out the five things we saw. While we
greatly admired the other two, it seemed best to let them stay behind
in their Adirondack home.
Ah yes, the ribbon snake. A fine specimen of a common species of Northeastern garter snakes. When my son was little, he used to find them down by a wetland area not far from the house. One night as we sat watching TV, I saw something crawling through my weeping fig tree. Lo and behold, there was a lovely ribbon snake that had somehow gotten loose from its box and wanted a good view of the television program. Thanks again for stirring up another fine memory!