Every great story seems to begin with a snake.

- Nicolas Cage

I fell yesterday morning in the garden. I was watering and came upon a snake. While backing away I tripped and fell. I knew I was going down and was able to focus enough that I actually sat down, but the momentum kept going and I fell backwards, hitting the back of my head against the concert wall of the garden bed behind me. Your head bleeds terribly, and by the time I was up and out of garden, blood was flowing down my neck. My husband came running and helped me clean it up. In truth it looks like a scraped knee, shallow little scrapes and nothing serious.

Somehow this little scare shook me up in a good way, I am not sure why, but I am going to run with it. This is the sixth snake I have had in my garden this year. I am now convinced they are crawling rampantly underneath our beautiful patio. I am sending my husband out to pick the beans today!