Over the weekend my husband spotted a snake sunning himself on some rocks.
I find it sweet that actually tells me about it.

When we were building this house we came across our first 4-5 foot bull snake. Something we have never seen before in our lives. And he took a shovel and killed it!

I was shocked and dismayed. Angry at him for killing it! It occurred to me later that he was probably afraid of it. I don't know if he's afraid of all snakes or something that large. I mean never in our lives have we ever seen anything like that. Nothing but a small gardener snake.
But that was the first and last one he killed because I told him to never do it again!

Through the years I had removed many that were close to the house and relocated them to the woods. It's common knowledge now to "Call Mom" whenever there's a snake. Either to remove it or because I always want to see them!
So this one was no exception. Every time he went out to move a sprinkler he saw it. He knew I would want to see it but when he told me and I went out there to look, it was gone!

Are you sure you saw a snake? 'Yes! He probably went down into the rocks. Leave him alone for a minute and he'll be out.'
Sure enough there he was. Looks like maybe a four foot bull snake.
On first approach, it looked like a pile of horse crap in the grass.
But I knew it was him. Or her LOL I approached quietly and snapped a few pictures...
...before he spotted me and slithered down into the rocks.

Does his eye look bluish or glazed over to you? It didn't look right. And I don't think it was the camera. Maybe I'll try and get another look later.