I went out for a bike ride this morning. I was convincing myself that April is the absolutely best time to be in Florida. Everything is as green as it gets. Flowers scent the air. It is warm, but a sea breeze caresses your every movement.
I do tend tho have these Florida moments, on occasion, when I think to myself Why do I live anywhere else?
Well, I cruised into my driveway after the bike ride and noticed something black and shiny and slithery by the steps. It disappeared under the steps. Good grief! The largest snake in the entire universe! I saw it! In my driveway! Now under the steps! And how was I possibly going to get into the house now? And if I got in would I ever come out again? O.M.G.
Now, I do know that black snakes are harmless. I know that they are far more afraid of me than I am afraid of them. Poor snake was probably cowering under the steps for hours, in dread fear of a human nearby.
I went about my day and eventually went out to the lanai to relax and read for a bit. I noticed the snake cautiously poke its head out from under the steps. It wiggled out into the open. It was tiny.