For the past three hours, I've been picking up sticks and raking leaves while listening to my iPod. The Black Keys and the Cramps have been the bands of choice. Somehow I managed not to play air guitar with my rake nor strutting round like Mick Jagger.
So far, no snakes were uncovered, although Belle was happy to investigate the turtle that was crawling through the yard. Speaking of my dog, during one of our many walks yesterday I noticed a lot of yellow flowers growing around the cemetery. I think birds ate the seeds last year and shat them all over the neighborhood. I'm going to get pictures of them later.
T-Minus Five Hours to fish fry. I'm hungry already.