This was interesting to me, and if it isn't to you, then why are you reading my journals anyway?

So I'm home for break, right, and I've been cleaning my Dad's house for him, and trying to watch out for my little brother and stuff like I usually do. And I went outside to take a break from everything, and I go to the front porch (because my Dad's house is up on a hill on the side of a mountain in the middle of nowhere and there's the most beautiful view in the world from that spot.) And I see this bird ramming into the wall. At first I thought that it was crazy or something, so I carefully go over near it to see what's going on. And I see two things....a nest of adorable, chirping baby birds up on the light fixture near the front door (which we never use because it's broken and out of the way, we always use the garage door or the one on the side of the house. So the nest is pretty secluded and safe.) And I see this snake, clinging somehow to the wall in the crack between the paneling. And the tiny, brave mama bird was trying to attack the snake and keep it away from the nest!

So I run over, barefoot, and start shoo-ing the snake away from the nest. And it's gorgeous, so I took some pictures with my phone and stuff as he crawls down the wall. I thought it was awesome because I had just had a conversation with....a friend....of mine, about how there have been less snakes around than there used to be. We both love snakes, and thought it was the saddest thing ever. And here, the first thing I see upon going home was this epic scene!

Now, I wasn't really sure what kind of snake it was that I touched, and scared, and herded away from this nest. So later on I told my Dad, and showed him the picture I set as the background on my phone. And he said it was a young copperhead.