A snake skin. A pretty big snake skin. Actually, I would have walked on without noticing it, being completely entranced by wildflowers, except the dog, Miss Daisy, stopped at the side of the trail and would not be moved without a fair amount of tugging. So I walked back to see what was so interesting and saw this. While I focused my camera I tried not to think about how it was probably lurking nearby waiting to swallow me whole.
This is more my size. Rodent tracks. I don't mind them at all out here in the preserve. Up until last week I was finding them in my kitchen cupboards. It's funny how adorable they are outside and how creepy they are inside.
This is an anthill, I think. It's like a button made of dirt.
