Tonight, we’re thrilled to have one of our Illinois friends stopping by for the night. We’re a rest stop on a road trip to eastern Pennsylvania.

We were eating supper at the picnic table on the back porch, when there was a rustle above our heads in a nearby tree. Oldest Daughter spotted the source…

Our friend was not so pleased, but Youngest Daughter was unimpressed.

And Middle Daughter decided to play the Pied Piper.

Calling the snake

(One more note: I forgot to mention the ultimate destination of the snake. It ended up on our roof. I don’t really care to speculate on where it went after that…)