The Swamp Life's Little Suprises

My husband walks into the house this morning proclaiming there’s a possum sleeping in our garbage. I’m not really fazed by the news, after all it’s happened before. As I begin to message my friend about our little house guest. I’m struck by an insight, grab the camera and get a pic. This is perfect fodder for the blog.
So without further adieu I present the marsupial in our trash.