I raked up leaves a month or 3 ago, but never quite got around to bagging them - we still had leaves falling and blowing around - so what was the point? Then we got rain so I didn't want to bag wet leaves... and let me honest with myself here - I just didn't want to bag them but was unwilling to pay someone else to do it.
So finally, the weather has gotten nicer and I was going to start having spring cookouts - so the leaves had to go. Now, if you recall, the last time I raked leaves, I raked up a snake - still alive. It gives you this paranoia about raking leaves. But, I had on my big girl panties and my thick gloves, so I was committed.
Tim opted for the manly way, bare hands and elbows deep into the leaf piles. I cautioned him about snakes and he informed them that they would be hibernating and that they generally hibernated in large groups - so we would know by the first scoop. I am still not sure if that was true... and I don't know if it was more calming to think we would definitely know if there were snakes or more terrifying to think that there could be multiple to deal with if they were hibernating in my piles.
So we approach the last pile. He start scooping and I spot one. That is right - there is a snake in my leaf pile again! It looks dead, but then again I have never seen a hibernating snake and I don't want to take chances. We scoop it onto the rake and take it to the sidewalk. As much as I am not cool with snakes, I wanted to see it more closely. It didn't seem to move - but was in perfect condition - no indication of death.
We poked at it like little kids on the beach with a jellyfish. Maybe it slightly moved. Maybe it was my mind playing tricks. Either way, it got a brick to the head.
I am Suzy Homemaker, snake wrangler.
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