Oh my!
We continued past them towards the pond. Now if there is one word to keep in mind when snakes are involved it's ROCK. Especially on a cooler day. Rocks hold the memory of yesterday's sunshine.
Sure enough, as we peered over the rail fence a snake lay draped over the rock. Oh, and another was curled up, fast asleep. Oh, and a larger snake headed for the reeds below. Oh, and a small snake slithered behind a stone. "
"Was that four or five?" my husband asked as we strolled towards the parking lot.
It can be hard to tell with snakes, where one ends and another begins.
