The morning after getting home from Jack Miner's, I took a walk about the dewy garden and saw this. I am ever amazed at the variety of little creatures out there.
Appropriately, the snail was in the herb garden. Nevermind the weeds. Like cooking, gardening too, gets pushed aside when there is sewing.
He didn't like it when I pulled some foxtails and quickly moved up the pot and down the drain hole to safety. He didn't have to worry. Despite the proximity of garlic and chives, I don't eat escargots and The Cat, although curious, indicated she doesn't either.
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