I enjoy attempting to decipher impressions left behind by animals in the mud. While I usually don’t get to see the animal, their marks tell me part of their story. This one took me a minute to process until I remembered where I was, gator country. Ah, yes a tale left in the mud by the tail drag of an alligator. I cautiously followed the progression of the drag to a small pond where mama was calmly positioned between me and her offspring. Was she smirking at me?