A weekly-ish blog sharing my series of collages about growing up in the South during the 1950s.
Monday, July 9, 2012
SNAKE IN THE HENHOUSE!
Gathering eggs for Grandmother might seem like an easy task, but several times snakes were encountered curled up in the nests. One was an especially large rattlesnake with many rattles. Granddaddy killed it with a hoe and the Baton Rouge Morning newspaper photographer came. I remember seeing the saved rattles on the back porch for many years.