Remember those sneaky snakes? Those hard-to-spot sneaky hidden-in-the-grass snakes?
I think perhaps it was the warmth of Monday’s sun that encouraged them to wriggle from their hiding places…..
woven as they were in the long and wavy grass…..
and show themselves, in all their striped glory…..
to the world.
PS I thought you might also like to see a few of our finally-cut-out-and-stuck-on-the-wall chick, chick, chick, chick, chickens
Now – who fancies eggs for breakfast?