Sometimes I forget how beautiful and quiet Ohio can be. I don't make it out of the city (where my house, school, and studio are located) often enough to remember that there is silence somewhere within my grasp. Today, I hiked through a nearly empty state park with a friend and her pup, and it was absolutely wonderful. I left my camera at home, armed myself with my phone (just in case) and a water bottle, and we just walked. There were waterfalls, maidenhair fern, a river, and a snake. A pretty little black snake with yellow-white markings. Thamnophis sauritus sauritus - Eastern Ribbon Snake. A common snake, but I've never seen anything more wild than a groundhog near my house. I imagine I'd be less happy to cross path with snakes were I in the position to be hurt by one. But, here, for me, it's a reminder that there's a little bit of wild left, even here. It's not only out west, or in places where the snow never melts. There are patches of silence and beaver-felled trees not impossibly far away. Thank goodness.