Western Prairie RattlesnakeThe snake was in the sun, loosely coiled, relaxed. Not all that obvious, blending with the pinyon needles, twigs and grass. It was in a small flat surrounded by rock, granite rock, weathered into smooth shapes but still rough, mica and quartz glinting in the sun. There was a second snake, smaller, also relaxed, in the shade a foot or two from the first. I would never have seen it had Mark, our neighbor and the one that told us about these two reptiles, not pointed it out for me. Continue reading “Snakes Alive!”