Today we write about: the bull.
We planted precisely two hojillion tomato plants in the garden today, and yet there are still some left to go in the dirt.
It was quite the nature-filled day. Aside from the story below, we also had a bird fly into the house through the open side door. After hovering for a moment while we stared at each other in surprise, it decided to try flying out the kitchen window. Which was shut.
It took a little coaxing to get it back out the door, but at least it went. I do like birds, but I prefer them in their natural environment.
So the good times are officially over out in the garden. No more afternoons out there; it's hot enough that we're back to mornings and evenings only. In case we couldn't figure it out on our own, we got a little help today.
We spotted our first snake of the year shortly after lunch.
And it happened to be a bull snake. I'm not including a link because I don't want to look at it again. Suffice to say that it is a snake that is, generally speaking, unnecessarily long and, this one specifically, far too friendly. I don't know if it just didn't realize I was standing there, and I don't care. It got too close before deciding to head off in another direction.
Shortly after that I found what he must have been looking for: a pocket gopher in the process of digging out a hole. Link included because those things are adorable.
And, unfortunately, rather destructive. So we left nature to run its course.
Meanwhile, I took comfort in knowing that little guy had a whole lot more to fear from that bull than I ever will. It's small solace, but I'll take what I can get.