Cousteau woke me up early this morning; ready to start his day. The rain was pitter pattering on the roof and it was cosy in my bed. However, up I got and out for a walk we went.
When I got back I explored my little garden. A large snail was blazing his trail across the middle of the garden, heading for the green beans, which have already taken a bit of a hammering. I plucked him out of the garden and took a few photos, before rehoming him as far away from my veges as possible.
I'm pretty pooped this evening and am looking forward to getting to bed early.