August 19, 2014

It’s beginning July. The Winter had not been, meaning we had had hardly any snowfall. The landscape was parched and the temperatures were going up. The creek near which I live had had no water in it for quite some time. I decided to put out water for the critters.

One morning, preparing breakfast, I heard the Scrub Jays being agitated. This was not their usual banter back and forth. It had an undertone of danger to it. Naturally curious what got them so upset, I went into the living room to look out. Surprise, surprise. There was a snake at the bowl I had just put new water in. As I looked closer, I saw that the snake was not just at the bowl, it was drinking water!

I like snakes and so I had to go out onto the porch and be closer. You could clearly see how the snake swallowed. It had the markings that told me it was  a bull snake. Having a chair nearby, I sat down and enjoyed the presence, feeling excited to see a snake drink. I didn’t think this is a common occurrence. In the 8 years I had living in this place, I had seen snakes, yet never once one drinking water. It made my day.

About the author 

Corinna Stoeffl

Corinna Stoeffl is a dynamic workshop facilitator and speaker. With a world in transition, her focus is providing education and giving tools so people can have more ease. She feels that her life experiences have prepared her for this time so she can be in support.

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