This is the hole my drying rack was standing in. I was going to walk down to the creek and get a bucket of sand (instead of dirt) until I found
the hideout of SWEET JESUS!!!!! the Mousekiller. (Approximately 18-24″ long blacksnake)
Oooookay. So I’ll weedeat instead. Only…
This is my bladeless weedeater cartridge.
Not pictured: its stringless cartridge cousin.
I can’t find the replacement blades, and would need to purchase a replacement string cartridge. Oh well…guess I’ll mow. Only…
this is the empty gas can.
Since the entire POINT of today’s exercise was to avoid going to the store I can only come to one conclusion:
I’m *not* doing yardwork today.
In the seven plus years I’ve owned my house I’ve yet to see a snake here. They must realize that I like to take pictures of them and so they stay away. I wish I’d seen yours, Em. I bet it was pretty.
Utenzi´s last [type] ..Another Kayak
I thought about taking a picture of it, but I felt bad about dropping the fender on him.