My Edward (recycled trash costume) Scissorhands outfit left me with several random black-leather belts laying around the house…I was hoping when I got home from work tonight, I would find one still thrown down across the floor—hopefully moving in a stealthy S-shaped pattern! No such luck.
I brought a 3’ blue-racer home last night and it managed to escape from its container. I have no idea where it could be—I suppose I will eventually find it 
curled up in the back of a closet or inside a boot or (eek!!) a pot or pan. This one had a much deeper colored, buttery belly than the last one I caught in the Flint Hills. Poor thing—my brothers are back this week and we had an exciting time fishing some snakes out of mom’s well and she is absolutely horrified at the thought of any type of wildlife lurking around the watery depths that humans might consume. She’s having the well tested and re-cemented at this time—when my brother passed around beers at supper last night and sneakily placed a glass of water in front of her, she literally shrieked out loud when she saw it, which caused the rest of us to bust up laughing to tears! (She’s terrified of snakes!)
We’ve had a fun weekend, restacking firewood and trimming/moving brush and trees off some land where a pathway winds through a woodsy area. The guys grilled some elk and beef that came from my cool Uncle Darrell’s Hunter Friend (not the one that killed the Clutter family in Holcomb KS). It was all really good— we were starved from the excitement of treble-hooking snakes and bringing them up from the damp depths of hell as mom wringed her hands and screeched from across the yard!
Here is Edward, nearly completed--just have to fix neckline, more buckles, better face-painting, and trim the wig!
