This creature is by far one of my favourite when it comes to appearances! Gorgeous bold colours from blues and greens, to reds and yellows, accompanied by some black to make the colour even more striking. The first picture I saw of this specimen, the colour looked like that of an African beaded artwork, the bright colours resembling as much!
“Why is that vine moving? Must be the wind. Wait… Why is that vine biting me?!”
My guess; it’s not a vine.
I’ve always had an admiration for this specific specimen. Rarely exceeding 1.5 metres, it is a rather small Cobra species, but that doesn’t make it any less threatening.
As you remember, I recently did a post of defensive techniques snakes use to warn us and ultimately avoid conflict. This is a continuation on that as there are a few more worth discussing.
Being a foodie, you love a lot of tastes and flavors, different ingredients that just tingle your taste buds and make your heart complete. That being said, obviously, one of your worst nightmares would be allergies. Luckily for me I don’t have any food allergies.
Except bananas. Odd, I know.
A piece of paper to hold it all
A piece of paper but not paper at all
For pictures dance upon the surface Imprinting faces, that’s its purpose
Snakes are more often than not viewed as aggressive, but I’m here to say perhaps we should look at it in a different light and see it as defensive, instead.
So recently I embarked on a rather large adventure, which took place last week. It involved new people and new places, and we won’t forget, an absolutely delightful lunch!
We all roam in search of something unknown. What is it? I think it helps us grow, because though we are physically complete, our minds are restless.
What makes one complete? Well it’s different, you see. For me, perhaps a book, for you; a loving look. Perhaps you live for the ‘lessor’ beings – little critters with no voice for reason – and speak for them, fighting for freedom.
This weekend that passed I went on a little trip with the family down to a place called Langebaan, to a little resort called Mykonos – a native Greece, if you will.