No no I didn't go and pick flowers, I'm not that bonkers. Well actually you may decide that's debatable, because I did go on a snail hunt. I feel rather strongly about anything slimy (I blame these little buggers) so I couldn't leave them wondering around the garden knowing the amount of damage they can cause to my beautiful plants.
So I picked. And picked. And picked. And half an hour later, let's just say my bag was rather heavy. First major positive. First implies second? Yep yep. I found a casualty of the torrential downpours, a beautiful pink and most fragrant rose.
ps you'll be glad to know the snails didn't come to any harm and were gracefully dumped at the back of the green on the other side of the road.
6 comments:
That's dedication to horticulture!
We seem to keep bringing in tiny baby slugs on our shoes. Yuck! x
Gosh, you were brave, I would have had to use thick gloves. Did you find any slugs?
Not chucked into the neighbour's garden then? ;)
Oh thank god, for a horrible moment I thought you were going to cook them!
Not that I'm stereotyping the French!
You ARE French, aren't you?! :S
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