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Jul. 20th, 2005 01:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
adrienmundiFor the first time in over three weeks, I walked in the woods today.
It seems silly, now. The last time I was there, I was wide open to it all, enjoying myself, and then... I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. I glanced over, and even before it registered on the conscious part of my mind, I froze: my muscles locked in super stillness, my heart beat faster, my breathing came in fast, shallow breaths, and my eyes dilated, taking in the smallest details around me. There, coiling in the grass, minding it's own business (quite likely retreating from the sunwarmed walkway), was a black and yellow snake, maybe all of a yard long.
It's confusing, and a bit embarassing, but snakes freak me the fuck out. I think it's something about the way they move; photos of them don't bother me like, say, close up photos of spiders do. I wanted to talk, to write about it, but I couldn't. It was all I could do to haltingly mention it to my beloved, who was very kind and understanding of my lack of rationality.
I've felt the pull to go back, a slight tug every now and again, but I kept inventing excuses; I had to get back early; I needed something from my car; it would rain, etc. Today, for whatever reason, I found myself on the absolute center of the path, walking slowly, scanning left and right like mad, determined. It clouded up and got still as I walked in, and thundered gently in the distance as I sat at the end of the path, cooling in the shade of the trees by the creek; it felt like a distant welcome, but a welcome none the less.
It seems silly, now. The last time I was there, I was wide open to it all, enjoying myself, and then... I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. I glanced over, and even before it registered on the conscious part of my mind, I froze: my muscles locked in super stillness, my heart beat faster, my breathing came in fast, shallow breaths, and my eyes dilated, taking in the smallest details around me. There, coiling in the grass, minding it's own business (quite likely retreating from the sunwarmed walkway), was a black and yellow snake, maybe all of a yard long.
It's confusing, and a bit embarassing, but snakes freak me the fuck out. I think it's something about the way they move; photos of them don't bother me like, say, close up photos of spiders do. I wanted to talk, to write about it, but I couldn't. It was all I could do to haltingly mention it to my beloved, who was very kind and understanding of my lack of rationality.
I've felt the pull to go back, a slight tug every now and again, but I kept inventing excuses; I had to get back early; I needed something from my car; it would rain, etc. Today, for whatever reason, I found myself on the absolute center of the path, walking slowly, scanning left and right like mad, determined. It clouded up and got still as I walked in, and thundered gently in the distance as I sat at the end of the path, cooling in the shade of the trees by the creek; it felt like a distant welcome, but a welcome none the less.
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Date: 2005-07-20 06:32 pm (UTC)better than cats when it comes to rat control. oh yes.
nice, nice snakey.
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Date: 2005-07-20 06:55 pm (UTC)