Sunday, 13 November 2016

Grandma's coffee grinder and the snail

This snail ended up in my canvas bag when I walked too close to an evergreen bush to squeeze past a car that had parked on the pavement. Once back home I found the snail and put it on top of a bouquet in the kitchen. This morning I found it in the corner of my grandma Linda's coffee grinder. I wonder where she'll go next.