A blog chronicling my departure from urban life on the east coast to sheep farm and cheese making life on the west coast. Still recounting the meals I have eaten in my new setting, but with more sheep thrown into the mix.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Snail
I have hazy but clear memories of snails in Sewanee when I was a kid. My grandmother kept a few brain corals outside the house, and the snails hung out nearby them...not on them, but nearby. Pointless memory. Anyways, this snail was a good four feet above the ground on one of the living room's windows. Wish I could have gotten a better shot.
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I like this picture!
I used to collect snails in my pockets... my mom said she learned early to check said pockets before laundering.
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