So it’s springtime in the rainforest and apparently, every snake in Nimbin got the memo: “time to get your hisssssss on”

I’m all for romance. Flowers blooming, bees buzzing, love in the air kinda shit, But when it’s 2 six-foot sneks tangled in a love wrestle right outside my home, I feel personally attacked.

They’re out here living their best Bachelor in the Bush lives, while I’m clutching my ‘snake stick’ and planning my dramatic exit.

Like……excuse me? I pay rent here and you’re gonna Netflix n Chill on my front path? Rude. I know, I know ~ “they’re more scared of you than you are of them” But are they though?

Because these springtime lovesnakes look very confident. Gliding through the garden like enchanted lovers in some moonlit ritual, while I’m shrieking loudly like a witch who’s lost her broom.

So here’s your friendly PSA: spring in the bush = reptile Tinder is officially on fire

If you see two sneks “dancing” just know it’s not for your entertainment. That’s reptile sexy time.

And if you’re like me? Just smile and wave, boys…..smile and wave!

Because out here off-grid, spring isn’t just about flowers blooming. It’s about snakes reminding me that yes, nature is beautiful……but also horny and occasionally terrifying ♡

Love Rain ~ The unwilling third wheel, who did not consent to reptile porn on the front lawn ♡