A garden-variety story

This is just a garden-variety story.

My grandparents sometimes had a garden beside the barn in their backyard, and Pawpaw went to till it up one day.

My cousin and I went with him, to “help” I guess.

He tilled the earth, and we watched it turn.

For some reason, maybe just to play in the dirt, I was close enough to the ground to see some of it wiggle.

A garter snake slithered into the sunlight, and I knew what must be done.

Fueled by whatever makes little boys partial to mischief, I grabbed the snake and hurled it toward my cousin.

My aim was good.

When the snake hit her, she screamed and threw it away.

I doubled over, laughed and replayed the successful prank on a loop in my head.

It was a job well done.

I still enjoy the scene when it crosses my mind from time to time.

Come to think of it, I didn’t see the snake land.

I’m not sure if it ever did.


This post is a response to Sue’s prompt, which is “garden.”

Advertisements

5 Comments

  1. Casey: Poor garter snake! But I enjoyed the post. It was a cute garden-variety story. Keep them coming.

  2. I love the “This is just a garden-variety story!” Great opener.

    As for the snake, I’m sure that your cousin remembers it a little differently…ha, ha! Reminds me of the time that a spider had taken up home on the bridge of my nose somehow without my knowing that it was there and my brother let me go into the local store with it in plain sight for all to see. I will never forget that instance.

    1. Thanks. Every now and then, the lead writes itself.
      She does. She doesn’t enjoy it, but it’s not like it was a rattler. Haha.
      That’s a pretty funny prank your brother pulled, too, as long as it was a harmless spider.

Leave a Reply