Friday, February 26, 2010

My Garden As Meal



We had a spot of rain during the night and that set the resident snails on a feeding frenzy. With the lure of tender Dutch iris and daffodil buds, it seemed they'd invited all their friends to stop over for a bite to eat, as well.



If they keep themselves tucked down in the calla leaves, they're welcome to stay. But once they set their sights on my bulbs, they've got to go.



With the field next door knee high in grass, the easiest thing is to toss them over there, where they're guaranteed a soft landing and plenty of something other than my flowers to eat.



A fresh bouquet gathered and arranged.



And one last snail, who'd hitched a ride inside, to be dispatched to the tall grass.

3 comments:

The Weaver of Grass said...

Snails are a real pest - the trouble is that they have such pretty shells.

Eryl Shields said...

Oh snails! I have been tempted to do as the French and have them for dinner with garlic butter, but I can't quite face actually killing them.

Love the embroidered cloth beneath your vase.

steven said...

golden west those are beautiful flowers and the snails - well i hope they enjoyed their flight!!! steven