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There was a young couple just to my right, getting in some evening fishing, as I was working on this image. I noticed a wake in the water approaching the pair in sort of a back and forth—let’s call it serpentine—manner. “Hmmm,” I wondered. “What would swim in such a serpentine manner? Not a muskrat. Nor a beaver. Hmmm…serpentine.” We don’t have venomous snakes in Vermont, save for a few locations down in Bennington County. It gets too cold for them. Even so, some folks are a bit freaked out when snakes suddenly appear so I called over to the couple, “Something seems to be swimming in your direction.” After some hesitation, they saw it: about four feet long (that is big for Vermont) of unknown species. Then the snake saw us and disappeared beneath the surface. Two things about herpetological phenomena: they are not very bright and they need to breathe air. So it was not too long before his/her little head appeared above the surface once again. It seemed to want to come out of the water rather badly (cold?) so we slowly and silently backed away from the shore. Within a few moments the cursed one was on the shore and like a flash into the weeds. We didn’t get a chance to ask about its precise species. Oh, “Rocket Man” only closed the first set. Elton John went on for three hours last night, “having so much fun.”
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