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Monday, August 15, 2011

The Snail


Every night the snail comes out of the tall grasses where she lives and crosses the walkway.
S-L-O-W-L-Y she makes her way across the path.
She is going to eat my impatiens in the garden.
I know this.
And yet every night I watch her cross the great wide expanse of my front walk.
And I don’t have the heart to kill her.
The impatiens are dying, only one lone plant left. 
I hope it’s enough to keep her alive.

3 comments:

  1. OMG Robin! - you're making me feel sorry for snails!.....love your painting, so cute.

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  2. That's a beautiful painting and a beautiful story. My 5yo would love you forever for saving the snail xx

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  3. Yes! Let's hear it for Save the Snails.!!!

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