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According to Ansel Adams

A famous photographer once said…and I believe…

“There are always two people in every picture: the photographer and the viewer.” – Ansel Adams

Keep in mind that viewing photography as art is open to interpretation by those same two people.

Two Towers on the Beach

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Snakes in West Fenwick? Sure.

Garage Snake.

Snakes On A Plane? Just a movie.

Snake in my garage? Yes, the real deal.

Garage Snake.
  • Jill – EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!! Kill it!
  • Jill – How long is that thing?! I’m never going back to the beach house again.
  • Jill – Well..ok, maybe I’m exaggerating a little on that last part…
  • Bill – Just a tiny thing. The cabinet measures 22 inches from where the head is to the left edge. So, stretched out, I doubt if it’s much more than 32-36 inches long.
  • Jill – OH MY GOD! EW! What’d you do with it?
  • Bill – I think it wanted a ride on one of the bikes. At least it was headed that way.
  • Jill – Ew! How did it get in?
  • Bill – A broom, and a quick swish (with a bit of lift) and it was G-O-N-E (somewhere) through the open door.
  • Cindy – that harmless little thing?
  • Kathleen –  Don’t kill it!!! They eat mice and bugs and all kings of nasties. That black snake won’t hurt you.
  • Bill – Yup, snakes are cool critters. I would only kill it if it had a diamond-shaped head – because there are some water moccasins around here. In this case I could say she was just “swept” off her feet – but she doesn’t have any. She (or he) ended up somewhere out in the front yard.
  • Jill – LOL. OMG. hahaha
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Went Fishing the Other Day

cottonmouth in derickson creek

Caught a warm spell and decided to go fishing for a change. Also had a warm rain so there were night-crawlers on the blacktop driveway for easy picking – so I had an easy and free supply of bait.

Packed a sandwich and some “libations” and headed for the shore of Derickson Creek. It was over on the Delaware State Park side near a marshy area. I set up my tackle and proceeded to feed the fish a nice supply of earth worms – I’m not really much of a fisherman – and soon ran out of my supply of bait.

I figured I would enjoy some lunch and a drink while figuring what I would do with the rest of the afternoon – when I spied a cottonmouth (water moccasin) snake nearby with a small frog in its mouth.

cottonmouth in derickson creekWell, frogs also make good bait and I knew the snake couldn’t bite me with a frog in its mouth. So I quickly grabbed the snake close behind its head, deftly pulled the frog from its mouth and tossed it into the bait can. The problem then was – how to let go of the snake without letting it bite me. Hmmm…I grabbed my bottle of Makers Mark (good Kentucky bourbon) and poured a good sized shot down the snake’s throat. We’ll he rolled his eyes and went limp – so I released it back into the marsh. Problem solved.

I baited the hook and tried to feed the frog to the fish. But, being larger and tougher than a worm, the frog lasted quite a while and I began to get some serious nibbles on the line. But all of a sudden I felt a nudging/bumping on my leg. Wouldn’t ya know – that dang snake was back – with two more frogs.

(Sorry 🙂