I was snapping photos in my lunch break today.
I saw that. Your eyebrows have no earthly reason for being raised.
So I was happily snapping away and thought I may as well stop and use a land tarner flower as a photo subject. Even if it’s one of the most prolific weeds on every open acreage of Australian soil. Including my parents’, on whose property I was working on today.
And after kneeling in the grass for five minutes or so I happened to look down.
Call it my super, ever-on-the-job, never-betray-me second sense.
Except I don’t scream. Screaming is for girls.
And scrambled back.
And nearly fell on my bottom.
Which would have hurt. Cos I’m tall and its a known fact that tall people have further to fall on their bottoms.
Mr Carpet Snake’s head was buried in the grass when I first saw him, but if I had of been able to see his face, I’m pretty sure it would have worn a bored expression.
They were cute.
The Step Lizard Men.
It’s a gift of mine.
May your days be as eventful as mine,
xx Love The Girl in Trousers.