On Thursday, my daughter and I were out in the garden--enjoying the nice fall weather that was bestowed upon us, and the simple pleasure of not swatting mosquitoes out of our faces,every minute.
So, we're outside pulling a few weeds, clearing a small area out, so I can plant some garlic--I plant garlic every fall, and then my daughter tells me that she wants to grow some carrots, again. Well, I didn't plan on growing any, but in my mind, I'm thinking...they were really sweet and delicious--now I'm on the carrot bandwagon, too.
With this new level of excitement, I get my daughter to shovel several buckets of compost while I gather up lots of sand to add to the compost. We both add our different layers, she spreads out her compost, and then I layer with some sand, and the process continues three more times.
As I topped off the last layer of compost, I decided to take my shovel to stir up the soil a bit. My daughter and I were deep in conversation, and then she says, "be careful with that worm," now with us both being organic gardeners, we try our best not to hurt them, after all, they're our little helpers.
So, as I stopped stirring, so I could catch a glimpse of this worm, move along safely across this freshly worked patch of land.....I didn't see anything, I'm thinking to myself....I lost it that fast, how? Meanwhile, my daughter's pointing and telling me, "right there, mom," and that's when I finally notice it.
An unusually small and strangely colored worm.........and that's when it clicked.....that's not a worm, that's............................... a SNAKE!