I have always had the most intense snake phobia. Ridiculous, I know – I have been known to drop books and scream if I was surprised by a photo of a snake in it. If you are the same way, consider this your heads-up. This week’s vignette is about a snake. Not the dangerous kind, mind you, but still – it can creep you out. This one appeared sunning itself on one of the tables at the nursery. If I had been the one to discover it, this story would probably have been different. As it were, I had fair warning, and could steel myself. Preparedness is everything..
Here she has decided that she is done with me…
It may not seem like it, but this was a major milestone in my life. Granted, it was a harmless variety of snake of which presence I was pre-warned. I’m both bigger, clumsier, and stronger than she is, but I have never before had the guts to be that close to a snake in the wild. At the end of the afternoon, she had become kind of a nursery mascot, and we named her Lucy.
Not sure how to explain this sudden change of behavior on my part. I have long rationalized all the benefits of snakes – rodent control, slug control, what have you, to no effect – I have still have always had that totally irrational fear of them. I wouldn’t say this incidence cured me of my phobia, but it was a major step on the way toward more rational behavior. (Peter Outlaw – you were there, and witnessed how calm and collected – albeit excited – I was.) Maybe I’m just getting older, and realizing that there are worse things to be scared of. As the news constantly remind me – hate, intolerance, pride, greed, and stupidity is where it’s at – not with the critters alive and well in our gardens. As an affirmation of Benevolence over Bullying, this is the kind of snake that I would much rather have in the Oval Office than the one that is there now.