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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.
Showing posts with label snails. Show all posts
Showing posts with label snails. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

They're Ba-ack

 Hopefully my day improves.

I woke up today to a big, fat, ugly funky, blob in my brain manifesting itself as a bad mod.

But on the bright side when I went outside, as I do every morning when I wake up, I saw that I have a bright yellow flower on one of my yellow squash plants.  I do declare, this is going to be a little squash!

On the not so bright side, I have another assembly of snails.

What the...?

I was surprised when the snails evacuated the yard.  I knew that they had either traveled or had gone into hiding.  This morning, they have returned.  Two were on my squash plants, but I relocated them.  Now they are with their people.


 As long as they stay out of my garden, I will not try to take them down.  If they don't.  Corry's Slug and Snail death, it is.  I hate to do that to them... but...


Wednesday, May 9, 2012

I am under attack!!!!!!!

It's true.
I called for war.
What was I thinking?
No one can fight nature.

And now they've come to eat .  us  .  alive  .

They are here and they have come in quantities so dense that no green leaf stands a chance.  They are everywhere BUT my vegetables, which I assume they'll claim after we've surrendered and they've taken this territory.

The squash plant they devoured to a stump was obviously just a warning as to their power.  When they unify and come together as a snail-whole... there is no looking back.  I can only go forward and my garden will be forever changed.

They are here now.

The end is in sight.











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?