Yesterday I walked up the steps onto the deck and turned towards the front door. At this point in a single electric moment the snake and I reacted in a time honoured manner. I froze and let out a shocked “Oh!” while the diamond python, assessing me as being too large to eat and probably unfriendly, left at once.Like a river of light it dropped from the deck into the garden below, the sunlight adding a golden sheen to its skin.
How sad would be the world without this beautiful predator, or for that matter without the lovely song of the butcherbird. A song so sweet that it is hard to reconcile it with a strong beak that has a hooked end the better to dismember its prey.