WARNING: There’s a gross picture. It isn’t terribly gross but some of you city slickers will flip out probably .. and you’ll think I’m crazy for staying here. That’s ok .. sometimes I think the same thing.
This morning I was out filling the bird feeders .. not a care in the world. Vince was working hard in the garden, chickens were following along on my heels, knowing that filling the bird feeders on a windy day means there will be seeds that drop for them.
For some crazy reason, I was singing Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily . . life is but a dream. Just as I got to the If you see an alligator, don’t forget to scream part, I looked down and I screamed!
It wasn’t there yesterday! I looked around. I didn’t see a snake. I tried to pick up the skin to go show Vince but it broke so I went and got my tape measure, which only goes to 5 feet. Once I measured as best I could, I straightened the skin out and it’s right at 7 feet. Ughh! I do not like snakes.
What’s funny is I go from thinking this is the best place on earth to live . . and then I see a snake skin and I’m ready to pack and leave and never look back.
Once again today, I’m wondering how on earth the pioneer women headed west and didn’t turn back and run for the more civilized parts of society. Oh yes . . I remember why . . they had no choice! They had to go forward with the wagon train . . they couldn’t start off walking back home. They couldn’t call mama to come and get them. They couldn’t buy an airplane ticket and head home.
Me? Why am I still here? I can call mama to come and get me. I can buy an airplane ticket and head home. I guess the truth is .. snakes and all .. I love it here.
Erin says
Woa! I would have peed my pants and screamed! Wow that’s one huge snake skin! I am a city girl now for sure!
Susan says
And the snake is either long gone or hiding somewhere thinking, “Whew! Glad I finished that before Judy came along!” =)
Torina says
We only have smaller snakes up here in northern Minnesota. I live in the country so my kids would definitely fight over who gets to try to keep the skin.
Sharon G says
omg…I hate snakes…when I was young, Dad always had us out ‘picking up sticks’ in the yard and you guessed it, I accidently picked up a snake…I was so frightened that I could not let it go…Dad came out and helped me release the snake but he said it was not harmful and he wanted to let it go. Fortunately, my Grandmother came out with a hoe and killed that snake. To this day, I hate snakes – they are about the only thing I cannot deal with. UGH
rusty says
…it doesn’t count as ‘gross’ unless it’s slimy….
Gari says
I know why you are there, because Vince is there. 😉
Jackie says
OMG, I’m on the next plane, don’t care where but I’m gone. My husband always knows when I’m reading your blog as I’m either laughing or feet in the air saying OMG.
Peg H says
Holy cow! That’s the longest intact snake skin I’ve ever seen in my life! And I would NOT want to meet the slithering rascal that left it there. 😮
Penny in S CA says
I know! I know that you warned me that the picture was gross but I looked! Did you hear me screaming from So CA to TX?