A rainy weekend. Heavy rain during the night. I remembered the interesting stump in the middle of the golf course, took a folding chair, a camera, the notebook and left the house. The thought of calling a friend arose, and he answered. By the time I got to the stump we were still talking. Carelessly snapped a picture of the formation, and walked around it to see it from a different angle. "Russell, I stopped talking because I am looking at a snake right now. A garter snake. I don't think it's going to move, it's curled up and quite cold I guess. What a nice surprise."
