Confessions

While moving a small piece of liriope out to a garden bed in the yard, I stumbled across the snake I saw yesterday. Sadly, when he was looking up at me from the ground, he was telling me that I had run him over with the lawn mower. It seems I exaggerated a little in my post yesterday. He was probably no wider than a pencil and maybe 12 inches long. However, parts of him were missing. I think he shrank in death, sort of like the Wicked Witch of the West when a bucket of soapy water was thrown on her. Riding lawn mowers have that effect on snakes!