Attack of the outdoors.

I woke up early on Sunday and pulled the boat around as I planned on going fishing.  While backing it up, into the driveway I somehow punctured the sidewall of the spare tire on the trailer. This set off a chain reaction of me pulling off parts, cleaning them up and repairing a few things on the trailer. My window of time before the “after church fisherman” was slowly closing  and they crowd the boat ramp and it takes forever to get your boat into the water if you don’t get there before 10:30.

I decided to simply work around the house instead. I’d just finished spreading a square bale of hay in the main garden when my wife and dogs came out to see what I was up to. Just then we heard a great buzzing noise coming towards us. We both looked up because we thought it was an airplane or helicopter or something and instead saw a huge black cloud of bees passing over about 20 feet in the air. My wife decided to go inside and as she neared a tree she started freaking out a bit and I thought a bee was attacking her. What actually happened was that she saw a large snake curled up near the base of a tree. I had a shovel in my hand and ran over to see the snake. She picked up the small dog and went inside. I decided I’d grab my gun instead of using the shovel due to the snake being so large. It took two shots before the snake was dead and I hung it’s dead body on the fence on the far part of the land. I’ve been hunting this snake for 3 weeks now and I’m glad I finally got it.

The day went by quickly and as night fell I started a fire in the fire pit to get rid of a bunch of limbs and leaves. The fire grew tall and I sat on a hay bale watching it for quite some time. When the fire started to go out, I just let it. The coals stayed bright as I walked towards the house. Along the way I stepped on a sharp tree limb that pierced the arch of my foot and blood went everywhere. I hadn’t had shoes on the entire day except for when I was snake hunting and I put on some rubber boots real fast. Anyhow, I bandaged my foot and laid down only to realize that my back had gotten sunburned from bending over in the garden weeding, shoveling and working on the Koi pond during the day wo/ a shirt on.

I felt good. Bees, snakes, fire, guns, hay bales, turtles, boats, blood, wives, dogs and sunshine. I didn’t mind that I didn’t make it out fishing that day.