The kids and I were enjoying the front yard a bit today now that the residual hurricane rains have gone. The grass has certainly enjoyed all the extra water and is especially thick and tall. My newly minted one year old had just switched from walking to crawling down the hill towards our back yard when I picked him up to keep him from wandering off. Inches from where his hand was, in a place his hand had passed over, was a young copperhead. (About as big around as a pencil; the hershey's kiss marks were pretty clear). Oh my goodness! On the one hand, it was pretty much proof positive that copperheads are not in the least bit aggressive. It stayed very still until we stepped away and then it hightailed it out of there. On the other hand, my baby was within striking range of a venomous snake! Agh!
I kept the baby on the driveway with some sidewalk chalk after that, and when my husband gets back from National Guard duty, he will be cutting this lawn.