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Concord, California, United States
I am a sometimes-writer, everyday mama, creative failure and experimental cook. I am interested in living a beautiful life, spending time with my family and making things that I can feel proud of. When I'm by myself I'm usually outside. Don't bother calling because chances are that I didn't bring my cell phone because I couldn't find it. If you see me walking, it's because I lost my keys and if you see me with only one child... I'm probably in big trouble.

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Snail, Head This Warning

To The Snail With The High Tolerance For Alcohol, party on someone else's squash.   I know about eggshells and I'm not afraid to use them.

I'm telling you, my little vegetable babies are being devoured at night by the most dangerous of vampires.  The snail.

My beer trap may not have worked, but I'm hoping to have better luck with crushed eggshells.  I guess that the egg shells are too painful for the snail to crawl over.  Imagine his surprise tonight when he goes to dine at the chateau Holler with his plus one.

 The white specs in these pictures are the crushed egg shells that I scattered in the garden.  I'm hoping that they are small enough to do the job.  Also, I'm not sure what kind of senses a snail has, but it is probably possible for him to find his way around this egg shelled obstacle course...

I only had 14 eggs, but if this works I plan on continuing to sprinkle my egg shells here in the future.

Now, the question is, what will I do with all of these?


  1. Derp. I dont' know why I didn't think of this before.


    Diatomaceous earth is actually kind of like powdered glass and you with gloves)sprinkle it around the perimeter of your plants or garden, and when snails and slugs scoot over it, they get sliced and diced - not literally - but you know what I mean. It also stops insects because it jams up all of their joints and renders them immobile (people sprinle it around the outside of thier home to keep bugs out). I know it sounds cruel - but all is fair in the war over homegrown food.

  2. That's exactly what I did! One giant omelet!

    Mathew, we used to have it. I'll have to get more. I will post pictures of what happened this morning. Not only did the snails laugh at me, but they dragged the egg shells onto the leaves of my squash while they devoured them hungrily. I am so sad.

  3. Well Anna, the nice thing is that you've got plenty of time to grow more squash - just plant more seeds. Here in Denver we can't even plant squash until Mother's Day at the earliest, because night temperatures are still too low.

    So at least time is on your side - even if the snails, clearly, are not.

  4. The worst part is that I know if I kill the little bastards I'll never forgive myself. It will plague me and I'll probably dream about it and be saturated by guilt forever.