I met a dangerous character on the trail

  One of a kind:

The 1951 Studebaker Manna Ray

 For today:

On today’s walk I was reminded of how Florida is a little different than other states, especially North Carolina. Contrary to normal thinking here in Florida a million dollar mansion can be a few doors down from a $30,000 trailer.

These are about a block from our group of trailers.

These folks built knowing the trailers were just up the road. In Florida that doesn't effect appraisals much. In North Carolina, it would!)

At the county park I like to walk in I had hoped to add to my post with the red hat and jacket. I found a fishing pole and I was going to add to the post. But found someone did not appreciate the humor and the hat and jacket had been removed. The hat was thrown behind but a Budweiser Lite can had been left behind.

I put the hat back on the post and hiked into the woods.

Oh well on into the park. Uh oh, about halfway on one trail I was brought to a halt. I talk to turtles, birds, rabbits and squirrels but yesterday was the first time I got to talk to a snake.

Coiled in the middle of the trail lay this Florida Cotton Mouth. Looking closer he didn't appear threatening. (Son Mark got the ID)  I talked to Mr Snake, “You should move off the trail but for now I‘m going to walk around you, so just ignore me.” He did.  When I came back 15 minutes later he had not moved much. With a LONG stick I encouraged him off, but it didn't help. He actually appeared to be biting himself. I wonder if he committed suicide? ;-O

So today I find the snake stiff, he is dead. I hung him in a tree..  When I was a kid I was told that caused rain when it was needed.  LOL

 At the start of my walk I put the red had back on a post. When I came back 30 minutes later it was in the park on a bench. The red hat is moving around…. Me ‘n someone is having fun…

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