There’s the tiller in the bed I was tilling. (Look at that sky!)
There’s the snake in the tiller this morning. It’s dead.
I’m inserting a page break. It’s not really as messy as it is sad. And there is a great photo of a strawberry. So proceed at your own risk.
Turns out it was a corn snake. Not that I would have or could have done anything differently. It’s just nice to know.
We sort of unthreaded him and then pitched him into some tall grass.
Meanwhile, Miss M decided it was time to pick a strawberry.
And then she found Tiger.
to be continued…
BTW– yes, I do already have a ‘snakes’ tag.