I Even Scared Myself

I am feeling quite proud of myself right now. I have what it takes to be in a slasher film. I have what it takes to protect myself in a dark alley. I have an awesome scream. Bloodcurdling. It's so loud that I even scared myself screaming it. It's a talent I only discovered about a half hour ago.

However, if snakes have ears, I apologize to the garter snake who surprised me. I know he's a good sign. My garden is healthy and pesticide free. The plants are growing beautifully (one has even been nicknamed the "Little Shop of Horrors" plant by my husband because it seems willing and able to take over - everything. I've seen many tiny toads (only about 1/2 inch long) hopping all around. While walking Mobley earlier, I saw a few different types of butterflies on the road (so, hopefully, they'll be in the garden soon). I think that even before I saw the (dare I mention it again?) snake, I either saw the world biggest bumblebee, or a hummingbird, right by the peonies, which was where my foot came within mere feet of the....snake.

So, all's well.  Because now I know I have what it takes to protect myself, my family, perhaps the whole town - a good set of lungs, and I'm not afraid to use them!