People like me probably should not become parents.
After this trip, mid-coast Maine will probably be my favorite place in the country.
I’m glad it’s so relatively remote, even if it means that it would be a rare treat. I want to have a place here to come back to, even if this is unlikely to ever happen.
I really should have gone to school for astronomy, like I wanted to since I was nine.
Photo @tbfrost. This is what happens to most snakes when they encounter humans: they have their heads chopped off with shovels or hoes or in this case a machete. Growing up in Virginia I vividly remember neighbors cutting the heads off every snake they saw. Much of the time the person thought it was funny and somehow manly that they killed a creature 1000 Times smaller than them, which is puzzling to me. In almost every case the person thought the snake was venomous (not that a venomous snake deserves that fate either) but usually it was a black rat snake or rough brown water snake, which are completely harmless and important to controlling rodent populations which are far more dangerous to human health. This culture of killing snakes doesn’t just exist in the United States, believe me, it is healthy and alive almost everywhere I’ve been, including Peru, where people typically kill any snake they see. In some cases, with anacondas anyways, they keep the dried heads in their homes as good luck charms. The dried head you see in the hands of @paulrosolie one such head, taken from a 15 foot female anaconda with the belief it would bring good luck. As far as I could tell the man who killed this snake and took the head has had no change in luck.
— @natgeo
It is quiet here, and not at all humid, and it smells like pines and flowers, and there are stars , and if I climb to the top of the tower, I can see the ocean (which L called ““sky ocean” because it blended in)
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