Friday, May 4, 2018
I just spent about 20 minutes, at 6 a.m., trying to get the ideal picture of a garden snail. It's surprisingly hard. You go out into the garden with your coffee on a chilly spring morning to have a look around, and you see a snail in just the right position. You have to put down the coffee, run and get the camera, attach the zoom lens, run back outside, figure out why the picture won't shoot (it's because you're standing about two inches too close to the snail for the zoom lens to focus) and then, by that time, the damn snail has moved.
Even A SNAIL is too fast for me.
Oh well. As you can see, he was having breakfast on our cardoon. I left him there. The cardoon is big enough and vigorous enough to handle it.
Last night I had to stop by Homebase again (I swear I am keeping that place in business) to buy a plastic box to lock up the dog food. The night before, I heard that nibbling sound on the dog food bag once again. The mouse was back! We still haven't seen him and he hasn't wandered into the kitchen trap. I would much rather simply discourage him by making food hard to come by than kill him outright, but if he gets into the kitchen, death awaits.
We watched "The Crown" again with Dave's parents, who spent yesterday exploring our neighborhood. There's a restaurant nearby that Dave's nieces enjoyed when they visited last year, so his parents tried it out too. They're flying back to Florida today.
I still haven't planted those seedlings.