Radio announcers often talk about how wonderful it is to have beautiful warm weather for weekends, not realising that farmers often need rain.
However, the warm sunny weekend, that was sent to us recently, was a welcome relief from the cold, grey days that we’ve been experiencing!
As you can see by the clear picture Cape Arid, the air is quite dry too.
But, the first warm days, after a cold winter, often bring out unwelcome visitors. We live at the bottom of granite hill that is surrounded by crown land… and thick native bush. So thick in spots, you can’t walk through it.
As much as I love the wild flowers it produces, I don’t like some of the creatures that live in it. Foxes I can deal with, racehorse goannas and bobtails, well, they can give you a fright but they’re basically harmless. It’s the snakes I hate.
The first year we shifted to this house, we killed 26 tiger and dugite snakes. Now I know this is often frowned upon by people who would rather relocate them, (and I’m sorry if I offend anyone by my actions) but out here, there’s nowhere to relocate them. This is where a snake re-locator would take them!
They live in the bush and as soon as a tiger snake moves on, another takes it spot – they’re territorial. With young children and precious working dogs, snakes just aren’t tolerated at the house. The paddocks? Fine. No problem. Just not at my house!
Hayden was out riding his bike, when I first heard the bloodcurdling scream! I raced out to see a big, fat tiger snake cruising along the road. Unfortunately, by the time I located a shovel, it had gone, but not five minutes later, I went to the chook house and there was a young tiger snake with a mouse in it’s mouth. That one didn’t escape my shovel!
So, now we’re on the look out again and I’ve been out mowing all the grass around the house for easy viewing!