Leo Foresta

The other day I found a baby snail in my kitchen. It must have come on a vegetable from our garden.

I’d never noticed before, but a baby snail is the cutest creature you can imagine, with its  translucent body and tiny shell.

When I took it on my finger, it didn’t retract into its shell like an adult snail would have done, but it stretched out completely waving its little antennae. Was it a sign of total confidence, or of panic, despair or hunger?

I like to imagine it was the former, but who am I to tell.

Fear not, observe all snails and love them.

Love,

Leo

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