Rattlesnake For Supper

My darling husband, Joe, had rattlesnake for supper last night. Prepared by him. Not me.

He killed a 51 inch rattler last week, skinned it and is drying the skin to mount on on the shed at the old house.

It will be quite at home there amongst our old junk.

I have cell phone photos but am sparing you the images. You can thank me later.

I did not see the dead snake but did get to see the steaks cut up in our sink.

With the blood.

Cringe.

Joe has canoed most of the rivers in Georgia and has eaten rattler before when camping.

He is going to a class today for work so we are apart.

I trust I have not worn you out with talk of this deadly snake.

By the way Joe reported to me that the snake tasted good but was not as meaty as he thought it would be.

They are all muscle.

Cringing again.

I bet some folks in Texas eat snake.

Do you eat snake?

 

grace surrounds us

Olive

 

An Afternoon on the Savannah

An afternoon spent on the banks of the Savannah River with my daughter. We were on the South Carolina side looking over at Augusta, Georgia.

The city planners in North Augusta are developing their side of the river nicely. They have allowed houses to be built but have left space for the public to enjoy the river. That is good planning folks. There is a walking area and a park. Meanwhile on the opposite side of the bridge on the South Carolina side there are some very large homes sitting right on the banks. Plus the required golf course. I care nothing for golf. Pure blasphemy in some parts I am aware.

 

This little bridge was lovely in the shadows.

 

 

I drove over the Savannah River every day to work at the hospital for twenty one years. Now I drive across to arrive at the yellow house. It is always pretty and somewhat mysterious.

There is a section where it is so shallow you can walk across it into Georgia. We must put that on our to do list.

 

 

I swam in this river in my much younger years. I do not think I would now.

 

One of the homes on the Georgia side. They all have boat docks. They have boat races on the river in the spring which are very loud.

 

 

 

CC and I had a great time walking along the banks taking photographs. You can see we stayed til dark. We went to an evening market and purchased goat milk soaps. Say that very fast several times…goat milk soaps…goat milk soaps…now you are dizzy…my work is done. They had many other wares for sale. We will revisit this river bank again and again.

grace surrounds us

Olive