Over the weekend the Man decided the Hill needed mowing, so I finally relented and allowed him to sacrifice my flowers. There is always a point near xmas when I fold, allowing him to get up there and do a bit of clearing. Generally the fold occurs when the weather gets hotter and the lizards get bigger.
Usually we have lots of small skinks in the garden, as most Aussie gardens do, they live in our flowerbeds and along our driveways, and come out every time the sun peeks out. When it gets hotter the bigger lizards like Blue Tongues start coming out into the garden more.
When I see them it reminds me that where there are good conditions for big lizards the snakes will not be far behind. Long grass and sunny days are a scary combination at times, so after the first few lizard spottings the Man has no trouble when he starts making forays up the Hill with mower. Especially as that is when the kids want to run around up there in shorts.
I have had to save a few Blue Tongues from being monstered by our little Jack in the last week, so I knew the time had come.
When I found this article today it made me glad that the Man got the grass under control…
Imagine the speed with which these surveyors were running when they realized they were in the path of a fire on a mountain in Lorberry, Ohio, in 1892.
Now imagine their increased turn of speed once they saw the oncoming wave of fleeing snakes right behind them. I am not sure what would make me run faster, a looming bushfire or a sea of frightened snakes hot on my heels!
Of course our mower-shy neighbours might get a slithery visitor seeking sanctuary sometime soon as their unkempt grass grows right up to the house…. (insert evil laugh here).