I have since learned that those little young snakes are often more dangerous because (1) they usually inject venom whereas adults will often "dry bite", and (2) the younger snake's venom is typically more toxic than with older snakes. Well, now. I feel bad for the guy's family and friends, though. By all I've read, he was a really nice guy. Be careful out there.
On a much lighter note, it was a lovely morning for a bicycle joyride.
The fall air was crisp, and I realized I looked somewhat like a scuba diver on dry land in the cool-weather garb. Balaclava season is upon us.
I snapped this photo of a hot air balloon hovering at a height I would not be comfortable hovering at.
But it was pretty from the ground.
Yesterday, we went to watch Meego and the gang at a marching band competition.
|Meego and the rest of the bangers|
They had a good showing, despite the fact that it was annoyingly windy. I felt for those flag girls - do a toss move and, "where'd my flag go?!"
I'd been keeping up with Inktober 2017 until yesterday. The day just got eaten up by marching, and in-lawing, and haircutting, and general lazing arounding. So now I'm behind a day, but I'll catch up. It's the halfway point, I can't stop now!