I had to chuckle during this morning’s brief stomp between bouts of heavy rain. The local slugs, which I thought would be at home in such conditions, sliding on the grass, slithering over leaves, were more literally ‘at home’, sheltering in the deep flower cups of bindweed.
207/366 At home in the bindweed
25 Saturday Jul 2020
Posted flowers, molluscs, nature, wildflowers
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