Rattlesnake Island


Dock spiders the size of your medulla; bumble bee circling as I type; wild turkeys walking, heads thrust forward, looking like velocoraptors–which they are; no boats on the big lake, too early even for the fishermen–Monday, iffy weather report, Thunderstorms likely. Storms are thrilling on this island. The whole lake is surrounded by mountains. There are no rattlesnakes left out here, the locals ate them long ago.