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Snails

This morning, bringing in the milk, the air

was cold.  A snail had crawled into our small

wicker milk bottle holder.  I pulled the

poor lass away, to chuck in the herb bed

and her foot was all rumply, a mold of

the wicker work.  Hopefully, given snail

anatomy, that’s not an injury.

But I did worry there’d be slime on the

lid.  Tasted OK, straight from the bottle.

Good mornings start with a dose of fresh milk.

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Rich

Fri 13th Apr 2018 13:39

Hi Laura - thank you.

I probably do mean 'mould' - I wasn't sure of the spelling!

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Laura Taylor

Fri 13th Apr 2018 09:38

'her foot was all rumply' - lovely phrase that.

Did you mean 'mould' though?

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