Big Baby, Catching Some Sun
We tried visiting Arthur R. Marshall after the rains, this past week…. Hah! The mosquitoes swarmed the moment we stepped out of the car. In such moments, I always imagine life for those living in natural Florida, contending with the area’s formidable adversities — pre-A/C and other modern comforts.
But in our efforts to find a spot in the Refuge with any crosswinds to blow the nasties away, we nearly stumbled upon this guy on the bank. He had just eaten, or was trying to catch the last rays of the day’s sun. I’m horrible with guesstimating measurements (15-footer?), but his head was as long as our torsos. Big baby. And a bit of a snaggle-tooth, at that — or perhaps he was simply an aged gentleman?
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Wow, looks like you were so close. Love checking out his teeth. Run!
Snaggle-tooth! Of course someone who-shall-not-be-named wanted a close-up WITH the big baby, who simply wanted to lay there in peace… 🙂