I am thoroughly and completely grossed out by snails.
Mostly because I've stepped on a few. And they make this crunch/squish sound that just makes me want to hurl.
My husband can testify to how freaked out I get when I do this. He likes to joke about having them for dinner. I'm pretty sure I couldn't down a snail for a million dollars. Seriously.
I wear gloves and long sleeves when doing any gardening type work, because I just don't know what I would do if one of them touched my skin. **shudder**
I realized after a while of being grossed out by them, that many people actually think they're cute! What?? I mean, they print cutesy kid fabric with SNAILS on it! Really?? Like I'm going to make my kid pajamas with creepy slimy smooshy icky creatures on them??
Apparently, there's an appeal there that I'm missing.
So, this morning, when my husband said "hey, look, come'ere, quick" and I thought it was a bird or a cat or something out back, and saw, instead, a snail slllllooooooooowwwwwlllllllllyyyyyyy making its way across the cement, I decided to take my macro out there and take a closer look.
Still not cute. Still rather creepy. Still don't want to eat one. Still am going to freak out when I accidentally step on one.
But they are kinda cool after all.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
The more I look at this one, the more I see a creature and not a flower. Maybe if aliens looked like this (and not like the x-files ones), we wouldn't be as afraid of them?
My addled brain aside, this was taken in San Francisco at the Conservatory of Flowers in the Golden Gate park (which isn't really all that close to the golden gate [which isn't really a gate, either], btw).
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
The reflection of a sunset and the rise of the moon. On display out my kitchen window as I stir the sauce.
And it changes moment to moment…ablaze with light and color…the clouds sink and the colors grow softer until they disappear altogether turning the evening sky to monochrome.