For me, summer has ended before it even began. My granddaughter had taken the dogs outside to poop on my pool deck when she noticed something crawling around in the mulch. From inside I could hear her screaming, but about what I couldn't tell. As I ran to the door, naively ready to rush outside to her rescue, I saw my husband standing over something with a deadly weapon. Unaware of the danger I would be facing, I opened the door to see what had happened. "It's a snake", he said, "but not a dangerous kind." They're all dangerous! Just the sight of one could kill me!
"Should I let it go?" he asked. Does this man, my spouse of 28 years, know me at all?"Off with his head!" I shouted from my throne (the highest chair I could find). And just like that, he chopped the creature in half. My hero!
So it's back indoors for me. See you again after the first snowfall.
The aftermath. (You didn't think I'd have a picture of the actual creature, did you? I don't do snake photography.)
I'm an imperfect Christian woman, married for decades to a mostly-wonderful man, trying to raise two teenage granddaughters without losing my religion. I'm also Mom to two grown daughters and Nana to a super-sweet young grandson and his super-spunky younger sister. I blog a little about crafting and a lot about life. I hope to share more about the love of God and how that love can bring joy into our lives no matter what obstacles we face.