I have so many different things to post with good-ish pictures to go along with them, that it's almost too overwhelming to get caught up. But here we go. Not in chronological order either. (Not that you're getting more than one post today, mind, but in the ensuing days there will be posts of different things in no particular order.)
A week or so ago I went out to plant a garden in a community garden area. But there was a bit of confusion as to which plot was ours, so Aaron headed out to check out the situation while I took over mowing the lawn. He returned with a bag of snake. And no, I wasn't surprised.
Aaron loves him some snake SOOOO much. See? And apparently he's not the only one who loves the slithering, fiendish, reptile. Maybe it's hereditary?
And to prove that I'm not a squeamish type of gal, I consented to a photo while displaying my indescribable courage.
We didn't keep him around long. We stuffed him back in the bag and drove back to the garden area where we set him free. Now every time I return I keep an eye out for our little friend.
Aaron did some research and discovered that he'd found a Gopher Snake. They have some relation to the Bull Snake and are very common in these parts. They are also non-aggressive, which we observed. The one we found was probably around 5 feet long or so, but they get a few feet longer.
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