APPARENTLY WE ARE IN A CONTEMPLATIVE MOOD this week, not raucous or irreverent or even downright wild. Yes, doodler Andre Jordan and I have moments of reflection, you know…it’s not just all go-go-go with us; sometimes it’s at a snail’s pace. (By the way, have you read Andre’s memoir yet?)
never stop wanting more plants, my garden mentor instilled in me 20-plus
years ago, regularly reminding me of another gardener, past 90, who still lusts
for every new thing he can get a cutting of. I promise not to, until I myself
am back in the soil.
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I’m very nice to snails, I shower them with herbs, lay them gently on a layer of the softest butter imagineable and then I put them where it’s very nice and warm, and after 10 minutes or so, I could just eat them up! Are you getting the snail-love?
I normally feed snails Newcastle Brown Ale.
At our new house, my wife and I seem to have inherited a friendly rabbit (whom I have name Oscar) which should be interesting when we finally get round to planting perennials.
They should be worried. Very worried. (I feed mine Sluggo-Plus)