Serpent's Tale

It is officially spring here in Philadelphia's outer rim, though you wouldn't know it by looking out the window this very second. I was walking to the gym the other day and saw my first garter snake of the season. (This is not an actual photo of the snake I saw, by the way; thank you, Internet.) Much like seeing the first robin of spring, catching a glimpse of a snake outdoors in the Northeast this time of year means one of two things: a.) The weather is officially about to turn to the warmer side; or b.) The bugger escaped his human captors and is willing to risk death over being caged for the rest of his life. Considering the 67-degree weather, I think it was the former. More snakes and warm weather to come!

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