Mother nature
The boys have been enjoying (in the gruesome way only small boys can) watching the thrushes smash snails against the garden patio.
And it really is an amazing thing to see in your own tiny, very suburban back garden.
That is until they found this:
We’re pretty sure it’s Joe’s snail not Henry’s. Joe’s okay about it, just a bit disappointed.
Mother Nature has some pretty hard lessons to learn.
Thursday, July 23rd, 2009 at 8:15 am
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July 23rd, 2009 at 10:29 am
Ooops!
July 23rd, 2009 at 6:52 pm
janet, lovely catching up with your latest creations and little peeks into ‘day to day’ life…
we don’t have the joy of ‘snails’ in our neck of the woods, just huge gigantic, nightmares are made of these, slugs. apparently chickens will attempt them once they have been washed and cleaned due to their ‘unsavoury’ coating. armed with a bucket of water, washing up gloves and ‘bbq tongs’ i shall bravely go forth…
may joe’s snail ‘rest in peace’ where ever he may be…
Tif x
July 25th, 2009 at 1:27 pm
I can imagine the tears. Isn’t wonderful how open and real the world is when you are young?
July 30th, 2009 at 11:40 am
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