A rattlesnake was just a foot away from my face last week.
It was so close I could reach out and touch it. Which means (gulp) it could reach out and touch me.
But I wasn’t scared. More like intrigued.
As the big venomous viper slithered, pulsed and began to coil, I realized this could be one of those “bucket list” moments. I was about to scratch “Deadly Snake Encounter” off my list.