We all slept in Saturday morning, having exhausted ourselves at the Braves game. By late morning, though, we had lunches, bikes, and scooters packed, and we headed up to the Hedges Farm.

Kathy wasn’t feeling great, but good enough to watch all the Braves game. Nicole enjoyed playing with Rick Butker’s oldest girl, Linda(?). Danny and I took a walk with Bennett to look for snakes. Instead we found some ripe parsimmons (according to Bennett) that tasted like figs, some not-so-ripe pears, and some blight-covered Pecans. Teddy picked us up on our way back and toured us through the back paths in his Honda-Jeep.

Ted found a peculiar 1-foot snake that would turn over and play dead with its mouth wide open. I was pretty sure it was doing that because Robert or Shawn had run over it with their tricycles. But Bennett demonstrated how it would quickly turn itself over should you upright it.

“Puff Adder” came to mind. “No, that’s poisonous,” said Bennett. “This is a milk snake or a corn snake.” Then I saw the snake’s upturned nose. That seemed familiar, too. Couldn’t wait to get back to the snake book at Mom and Dad’s house.

Sure enough, that behavior is typical of the Hog Nose snake, often called the “Puff Adder” because it will puff and hiss when you first try to catch it. Teddy had said it had done that.

Milk snake, indeed. Now I’m wondering exactly what those fig-tasting things were that Bennett fed me and Danny.