“I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.” ― Frida Kahlo
Today while I was in-between walking my dogs (i.e, I’d finished walking one but I hadn’t begun walking the other), I walked out to notice that an eastern indigo snake decided to sun itself *in* my rosebush.
Standing on my front step, I saw that it was entwined in the rosebush just outside my front door.
It seemed to take a few moments before it noticed my dog and I, whereupon it slithered out from the rose-bush and onto the concrete step at my feet before slithering quickly into my periwinkle bushes.
Measuring about 4 feet long (!), it was a stunningly rich medium blue color.
I only wish that I had been able to get a photo of it while it was in the rose-bush; it made me think of an amazing tattoo.
(It would have looked even cooler if roses had been blooming on the bush.)
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