A couple of months ago, when we were uprooting the old amaranth bed, we found a dozen of what we thought were snake eggs.
We relocated them under the okra, but I forgot...and when I went to plant the spaghetti squash I found this little guy.
The last one to hatch.
I think the fire ants scarred him a bit, and may have gotten to a sibling or two.
He was groggy, until I put him in the water.
Only a puddle really.
Then he swam like the expert he was born to be.
We set him free.