This morning I decided to move the old oak log that served as sort of a parking curb since I cut it down about 5 years ago. For years the old turkey oak supported one of those "horsey" swings made from a cleverly cut up tire. As turkey oaks do, this one decided 70+ years was enough and suddenly died. It was so huge and so close to the house, that I had to cut it down ... I think I actually posted about that at the time.
(Okay, yes, I did post about it here. I had to go check.)
The massive log, minus branches, has delineated where to park since that day, but we have some fencinifical plans for that parking area, so today I wrestled it over to the woods edge.
Before I made any attempt to move the log, I bent down to pull some truck floor mats that had been laid across it to dry after a truck cleaning. When I lifted the first mat, there was this beauty of a black racer.
Expecting her to ... race off ... I reached in the nearby JEEP and retrieved the camera. After a dozen or so still shots without her leaving, a video seemed like a good idea.
So, I got down on my knees, turned the camera to macro ... just in case she let me get real close, and crawled slowly towards her.
She held her ground,investigated the camera lens , and then tagged me as she left.
All in all, I think she was pretty patient with me.