Continuing our conversation about snakes,

July 18th, 2013, 10am

It was 27.8°C. The wind was calm.

to recall the name of a red, black, and white-banded variety, my mom first said, “Hay.” Then, “Barn.” “No, cows.” “Milk. They’re milk snakes.”

Cassie said thanks.

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Sara Distin

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