With perseverance the snail reached the ark.
Charles Haddon Spurgeon
The year’s at the spring
And day’s at the morn;
Morning’s at seven;
The hillside’s dew-pearled;
The lark’s on the wing;
The snail’s on the thorn;
God’s in his heaven –
All’s right with the world!
Robert Browning
The further off from England, the nearer is to France –
Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance.
Lewis Carroll
Focused Moments 
And presumably the snail’s mate made it too – old Noah was a very patient guy considering the impending catastrophe!
I especially like the top one here – it’s like the beast thinks it’s camouflaged. I’m hoping to be in a part of the world next year where these critters are occasionally on the menu. I don’t know, though – my heart’s not really in it. I still recall the sickening crunch as I followed my Sydney grandmother around her garden (they’re not really a problem in subtropical Brisbane), stomping any unfortunate interlopers underfoot.
Thank you. I like eating snails although, when you think about it, it’s all about the garlic butter. One might as well have garlic mushrooms or something and not have to endure that strange snaily texture!
I love the first photo! Nice series of pictures here too!
Thank you. I was pleased with the top one.
You are welcome!
excellent use of shallow DOF 🙂
Thank you. 🙂