Sunday afternoon while we were doing some more work outside, I saw a snake in our yard. It's the first time I'd seen a snake in our yard in years. We used to see them every once in awhile when we first moved here, but none for years. It really startled me and not being a big fan of snakes, now I'm afraid to do any weeding in the area where I saw it. Yes, it was just a garter snake, and a pretty one at that (orange and black),but it was a SNAKE, in my mind it doesn't matter what kind it is. There was a snake in my flowers and that's all I need to know to stay far away from that area. I seriously doubt that it is still in those flowers, but since I'm not positive, well, you know how it is.
This morning I got another surprise when I looked out my window. I saw a rabbit hopping across our yard. Now that's a surprise I could live with, at least until they started eating the veggies we planted! I could even do work in the area where I saw the rabbit. Again, when we first moved here over 20 years ago, there were lots of rabbits around, in fact the pasture below our house is named "Stampeding Rabbit", because there used to be so many rabbits in it and they would scare the horses when people rode through the field. But we haven't seen any rabbits for quite awhile, not even in our garage where one got accidentally trapped one time.
Now for the last surprise of the week, hopefully. When I was in Bellingham yesterday, Kari decided to drop the kids and me off at a park a couple of blocks from their house, so we could play and then walk home. Saben had gotten his bike out of the back of the car and went ahead with it. In a couple of minutes, he came back and said there was a man sleeping on the grass. I went and looked and sure enough there was what looked like a homeless man sleeping on the grass. Kari and I talked about what to do, she had told me before that the homeless seemed to be in that area a lot. I decided that I didn't like the idea of them taking over the park and preventing the neighborhood kids from playing there, so I decided that we would stay. (What I actually wanted to do was to make Annika scream her blood curdling scream, which might wake him up and get him to move on.) We played for about 45 minutes, talking and yelling back and forth, the only response from the guy was to turn onto his side. About 5 minutes before we left, a woman came and woke him up, got him to his feet and helped him move on. Based on the way he was staggering when she got him up, I thought he must have been sleeping so hard because he was drunk. In hind sight, maybe we shouldn't have stayed, I still don't like the idea of them taking over the neighborhood play area, I'm just not sure that staying to play anyway is the right solution.