ACK! ACK! SNAKE!

One afternoon this past week I got real smart and took the electric hedge trimmer to the ornamental grasses. Yup, just sheared those suckers right off and left big piles of straw all over the place.

Very rewarding and soooooo much easier than doing it by hand and so much less unwieldy than a chain saw. Quick as a wink, too, to do a good number of them. Very fun. Almost got carried away enough to trim the yews, but not quite. (I ran out of time and it rained.)

Only cut the long orange extension cord once (yes, all the way through and yes, I thought I was being careful and yes, I was thankful it was only the cord and not my leg! And no, I did not get electrocuted, maybe because those outlets have GFI? I don't know, I'm no electrician, but I am grateful for that.) But that's not the story.

The whole time I was cutting the grasses I kept an eye out for the garter snakes -- I HATE snakes and I usually see the resident garters wriggling and thrashing about the flower beds on sunny days in the spring.

Honestly, I prefer to keep my distance from all snakes, even the harmless ones -- I like to know where they are so I don't accidentally come across them or step on them or whatever. Like the time I accidently hit a snake with the pitchfork and it was a big old striped and spotted one that leaped up out of the mulch pile at me, mad as heck. Turned out to be just a milk snake, not a copperhead, but even so. Well, this time I didn't see any snakes of any sort or size at all and it kind of slipped my mind.

I did see the robin back again and a pair of cardinals and thought for a bit that the new kitten had gotten out but that was only a cat bird and there were some junky (junko) birds poking around and some sparrows and so on. Squirrels

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