This Normaphoto shows how serious and full of mindpower I am in an emergency. I have been inside the pumphouse assembling tools and fasteners toward rehanging our back door.
A snake got in!
"Are those dark spots only blotches or diamond-shaped?" I asked.
"I don't know," replied the snake. "I just came in through that gap in the door-sill corner and don't know what sort of thing I am."
"Well, you're only about 15 inches long and a little thicker than a crayon, but I can't see you well enough to tell if you're a gopher-snake or a young rattler. Do you rattle?"
"I don't think so, but I'm really new and rattles come later --best be careful!"
"Right, then here's the plan: I'm going to grab you very quickly and gently behind your head and lift you off the floor."
"What if I bite?"
"If I grab right you won't be able to, but you may wrap yourself around my forearm for security. I need to have one arm free to open doors and gates."
So I transported porch-snake back into the wild, directed him toward the creek and gave him a little toss. I was determined not to look too closely at his markings because, well, I knew he wasn't a garter snake (insectivore) and didn't want to be too frightened. Still, the experience rattled me and I immediately repaired to the pumphouse to organize materials and tools for the job ahead. Norma took a photo from the west pumphouse garden:
Do they still print those in the backs of comic books? Maybe this new century has them in magazines about country life in crazy old farm houses like mine. I believe using Mindpower to work things out with snakes and kids and each other is an important first step in evolution that could take us anywhere, and doubtless will. To all, happy September!