Every year about this time, we go down to wrestle the anaconda. Some years, we’re dealing with major leaks because trees fell on the irrigation tubing. Others, it’s minor leaks but lots of ’em. This year we came home with a trophy:
You can see the ridges where it was growing up against the pipe groves.
That tail is about eight inches through the center.
Hubby is six feet tall; all that from a cedar root finding a hole the size of a newborn baby’s little finger!
OMG that’s both amazing and appalling!