Monday was a quiet family day.  We went over to my parents so the kids could swim.  We didn’t stay long because the kids couldn’t seem to follow the rules.

Tuesday was spent moving my oldest son out of his place. If you remember from a previous post, someone had broken into his trailer and he no longer felt safe. He has moved in temporarily with a friend until he finds a new place.

Wednesday we went back to Lansford Canal to get pictures of the Rocky Shoals lilies and we walked the 4 miles of trails.  Besides enjoying the beauty of the lilies and other native plant life, we caught a glimpse of the resident eagle in her nest.  It was awesome, but our excursion became quite exciting on our trek back to the car.  While walking along the trail we crossed paths with an adult king snake and what we believed to be one of her young. We avoided them by going on a lower path. When we reached the paths crossroads, there was a bench to rest on.  My son sat down and just as I was about to sit next to him my daughter called his name. He looked down and we all quickly moved back towards where we came.  From under the bench a 6-foot cottonmouth as big as my arm is around shot out in the other direction towards the creek.  Talk about scary!  My son’s heart was pounding so fast I thought it was going to burst and I never saw my daughter walk so fast in my life.  I was thanking God over and over for watching over us and keeping us safe.  We still had about ½ a mile to go before we were out of the woods, which we walked in record time.  It wasn’t until we got home and looked it up that we were sure of what type of snake it was and how dangerous the situation could have been. We’re not the biggest fans of snakes to begin with.  Needless to say, I will probably never get my daughter on that trail again.