Garden Stuff.

We had a rare dry day today, which afforded me the opportunity to trim and smarten up one of my tall hedges ready for the winter, and also give the lawn what I hope will be its last mow of the season. And I had my hair cut, which is in no way connected with the aforesaid.

What is connected with the garden, however, is this:

I’ve often wondered why some snail shells are empty, and so I asked the question of Google. It appears that snails are subjected to predation from things like mites and ants, which left me wishing I hadn’t asked the question at this time of night. My brain has an inconvenient habit of turning the day’s information into an impressive range of bad dreams, and I wish it didn’t.