So I finally finished my Merino Lace socks at 8:30 last night just in time to watch LOST. Boy, that show never fails to surprise me!! Today I pulled out the Blue Sky Eyelet Cardi that I started almost a year ago and decided to finish it up. But I continue to be stuck in a time vacuum that is reducing my productivity to almost nothing. I blame some of it on illness... and the time I spent looking for my camera charger (still no luck)... but I just can't account for it all.
Fortunately, I suppose, DH has caught a bit of the blogging spirit and sent me a picture from his camera for your visual entertainment. It appears he made a made a remarkable catch on his lunchtime mountain bike ride today.
Yes, that is a rattle on its tail if you are uncertain.
Please know that no animals were harmed in this capture (I know how worried you must be about that). No, it was just a simple catch and release.
My husband lives for this kind of stuff.
He also goes to great lengths (and through poison ivy) to make sure that our sons are well educated in the "beauty" of snakes. (His word not mine.) This was a few years ago in Texas. It's a Copperhead.
Yes, I touched it too. (And no I don't think any of this is normal behavior.)
In case these pictures have filled you with a desire to catch your own Rattlesnake, you should know that the tiniest of bites will land you in the hospital for at least 24 hours where you will be pumped full of antivenin... if you are lucky enough for the hospital to have it on hand. The antivenin itself (which I agree should be called anti-venom, bit isn't) can make you severely ill and runs about 5 grand a vial. Hopefully this will curb your enthusiasm just a bit... 'cause it sure hasn't curbed my husband's.