The other day, I was on the phone for work, when Larry came in from the garden, saw I was busy, and began looking for a pencil and paper. After a bit if rustling around on the counter in the kitchen, he came over a placed a note next to me. On the note were two words: Cool Snake. See how well he knows me? How many husbands can come in the house to tell their wives to come and see a pretty snake?
Anyway – I changed lenses on the camera and headed for the garden.
Hi there.Going someplace?“Yes. I’m an Eastern Milk Snake. I eat mice. And stuff.”Well don’t let me stop you. Make sure you get the ones that are eating our cucumber seeds wouldja?And off he went. A short, but productive relationship.
I apologize to the snake-phobic visitors today. Like my sister. and my Mom. my nephew Jake too, should he wander by. sorry.