I’d like to know what this little snail is searching for. Perhaps a leafy bed to lie in? Or maybe some petals to snack on? Might it simply like the color blue?
I’m fortunate that snails aren’t much of a problem in my garden. They’re in the garden, but not damaging. The trundle along, slow and steady, and quiet.
Except when I step on one. Snails aren’t quiet when I accidentally step on one.
I feel badly when that happens and apologize. I suppose that’s a hollow gesture.
Possibly, curiosity drives this one to search. It halted progress downward as I approached, wiggling its antennae, sniffing its surroundings.
Do antennae smell scents? Apparently, they do. As well, snails use antennae for movement and orientation, and sometimes, for sight. Useful things.
I hope the snail climbed out, made its way down the bottle tree, and relocated itself to flatter ground before our recent rains. I haven’t seen it since I snapped this photo, but would I know this snail–irrespective of size–from any other?
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