When my husband and I were in the yard today, I found this little guy on one of our holly bushes (tree turned topiary, thanks to a few garden tools). My 11-year-old would have nothing to do with the little creature, although he did go into the house and get my phone for me so I cold capture my little garden companion. When I touched the snake, he turned around and looked right at me. My husband informed me that when the snake went after me, he was going to laugh. I was very scared since the snake’s head was smaller than the tip of my pinkie finger <sarcasm… just in case you didn’t catch it>. I saw the critter an hour or so later, heading back to the bushes where I first saw him. I am happy to know I have this symbol of renewal hanging out in my yard.