Why does Mother Nature always get portrayed as a sweet, kindly older woman who would bake you cookies long before she’d even consider siccing a venom-dripping animal on you? It was a delightful afternoon, which I spent watching fish jump and blue herons fly. Also, wearing a Hell’s Angels leather jacket Mother Nature slipped him. Animals have a long history of following Mother Nature’s instructions to give me the cold shoulder, even ones that belong to shoulder-less species. I’m convinced Mother Nature was cackling in the control room every time.