It's . . .

Monty Python's Flying Circus? At least I think it's a python. This person was walking around the central area of the Pagan Picnic last weekend. These creatures are pretty tame, at least when they are not hungry. The owner let kids pet it and adults put it around their necks. Even my granddaughter Ellie likes to play with them. Personally, I'd pass. However, I love the snake's burnished golden color and beautiful patterns. How do genes accomplish that?  

Madeleine Monday

We haven't had the moppet on here much during a busy summer. She came along to the Renaissance Festival, of course, which is starting to have about as much to do with the Renaissance as Donald Trump's tweets have to coherence. Anyway, there was an area for children to interact with animals. Madeleine was particularly taken with this hefty python. It must have been full because it was pretty soporific. And she'll be introduced to Monty, but not for a while.

The day was cloudy and the tones cool but she can still  light up a picture.