Emma dragged me away from the laptop for a walk around the neighboring farm with her and Baci this afternoon.

Some of the leaves were already turning—showing the beginnings of the fall foliage from which our town, Red Hook, derives the “Red” part of its name.

We saw this little guy on the path…

…followed by this little guy, which Emma initially thought was a worm. I’m not sure what kind of snake it was. Where I grew up, anything dangerous came with a rattle, but I don’t have a clue about these fancy New York snakes. Let’s just call it a King Cobra and keep moving.

Having escaped without being bitten by the tiny (and probably dead) snake or the caterpillar, Emma headed for the shopping district while the dog and I had a who-can-do-the-least-with-the-rest-of-the-afternoon contest.


(It was dead even until I came to the computer to post these pics. Back to it….)