A Visitor


I came home from running errands, parked the car on the driveway, and walked over to the front porch. A few steps from the front door, I stopped dead still. There was a visitor at the door. He was quite small, but I could see his tongue flicking out. Funny how something so tiny could create so much fear.

I backed away and went over and sat on the glider. I sat awhile and got my nerve up. I tiptoed toward the door. Still there. Tongue still flicking. I backed up again and sat back down.

Movement caught my eye. He was slithering along the edge of the house. Then he slithered off the porch and under my big hosta at the corner of the house. By the driveway. I wonder how long it will be before I walk by that plant without thinking of my visitor?


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7 Responses to A Visitor

  1. ritakenefic says:

    Loved your description and how you related your emotions.

  2. arjeha says:

    We have also had such an unwelcome visitor who would sun himself on top of one of our shrubs.

  3. lindabaie says:

    It’s pretty long. I would sit awhile too, love how you shared what you did, Diane. It’ll keep the mice away!

  4. Ramona says:

    What is it about snakes that strike such fear? I would have joined you on the glider!

  5. marilynyung says:

    Nice slice! I am the same way. Snakes are a show-stopper.

  6. Oh my gosh, Diane!!! I don’t know about you, but I would be very hesitant to go near that hosta ever again. The same thing happened to me a few weeks ago with a snake slithering into my flower garden. I haven’t gone in there since! I’m such a baby when it comes to snakes.

  7. Kori says:

    GOODNESS! No matter how small snakes are they always seem to scare me! I once ran into a snake on my front porch and from then on out I try and ALWAYS enter through the garage. This was almost over a year ago and I still think about that small rattle snake slithering on my porch! At least with you thinking about the little guy you will always be aware!! LOL!

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