Kind of busy, kind of wet here, ladies and gentlemen. A couple of weeks ago I visited one of Canberra’s wetlands, which is pretty much everywhere here these days. I’d been told that there were plenty of brown snakes in that area and to watch my step, a bit hard to do when there are so many other things to look at. Anyway, I went into one of the bird hides and all of sudden there was this almighty racket outside. I raced outside expecting to see a snake snacking on a nest of baby birds.
But I neither saw or heard anything unusual. How strange. So I went back into the bird hide and all hell broke loose. There were swallows squawking and flying up to my face. It was then that I realised that I was the snake.
They gave me the evil eye.
And plotted their next move under cover of darkness.
Great gobs agape.
Until I slithered silently away.
Gruesome. Not a creature stirred on this wet and windy Halloween night.
This is also my contribution to the Lens-Artists Photo Challenge – Flights of Fantasy.
Take care, everyone.