Why my next home will be a 3rd floor apartment!

May 23, 2005

Good Monday morning. Well, today

I'm recovering from several hours of yard work yesterday... mowing,

raking,

weedeating, trimming way too many shrubs, clearing dead leaves/twigs

from bedding areas, putting down 10 bags of mulch, sweeping, etc. All

the while, hubby was tending to his nature food plots. He had to buy

200+ feet of hose to extend the hoses that we already have in order to

get some water on his clover and whatever else he has planted up

there. It's going to be a long summer if we don't get some rain. I'm

still not sure why it took him over 3 hours to do it. I think he has a

hammock hidden on the other side of the woods so that he can kick back

while I'm bustin' my butt in the yard! I only came across one baby

snake while I was clearing under the shrubs, but hubby seems to think

that I 'disturbed' the area too much because we had a bigger one on the

porch in the evening after I was finished. He called me out to take a

picture of it. Now, this was the very same type of snake, but a

smaller one, that I accidently mowed over last year. I didn't kill it,

so it got away, but I showed my hubby a picture of one like it... a

copperhead, in a snake book. Well, last year he argued with me, saying

that we didn't have those here, because "he'd never seen one" down

here!!! Well, he got to see one last night when he almost stepped on

it going out the door! So, after he kills the thing with a shovel, he

wants me to take a picture of it. I take a couple... and he tells me

to get a closer up one, but I tell him that the snake is in the shadows

and it won't turn out. Then he goes to move the thing to the light,

and it flippin' ATTACKS the shovel!! Now, I'm not sure if the kink in

my back is from all the yardwork... or from jumping over a wicker

chair, flying into the house, and stumbling over a laundry basket in

the middle of the living room. I didn't stop running 'til I was up on

my bed! Either we're moving to an upper level apartment in town... or

I want a gardner! Of course, according to hubby, the snake problem is

my fault because I've apparently created the perfect habitat with all

the low growing shrubs I landscaped with. Never mind the pile of

lumber that he's had sitting out back forever because he hasn't

finished the banisters on my patio yet!

I'm attaching a picture below. You might have to scroll down a bit to

see it.

Hugs,

Janet... who wore tall boots up to the pasture to feed the horse this

morning!

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