|Just look at these nice seedlings....|
|So wonderful and strong and fuzzy....|
|Some else likes my seedlings too....|
This is what I was treated to when I went to water the seedlings the other day. Happily warming himself (or herself - I am not well educated in snake anatomy) under the grow lights on the bottom shelf.
So there it was, just hanging out and I had reached an impasse. I needed to water my seedlings and I was not going to water around this uninvited guest. He didn't seem like he was going to move. So I did what any homesteading, DIY woman would - I ran upstairs yelling "snake in the basement!!!" My husband graciously went downstairs and removed the snake - which was huge by the way! - and I have been dreading the watering and chick feeding every morning and evening since.
I have no idea where he came from or how he got into my basement but since I am pretty darn scared of snakes, it is a mystery that I either want to solve or forget about.