And for my walk I recieved; a lovely moon in foggy clouds, a strange postcard of latenight yongestreet (not literal), a new hidden alcove by the intersection, a stray cat's accompanyment for a half block, and a giant banana slug that I almost stepped on.
I dread and look forward to the first time I actually do step on one.
For the uniformed, the banana slug is an import from the west coast, a big jaguar spotted slug, no real predators, (can you blame them?)
I'm thinking of finding obscure recipies.
Did i mention they're up to 8 inches long? (more at a full stretch)
Like little squooshy landmines.
goo-mines if you will.
Damn them. Damn them to hell! (or back to vancouver, they're screwing with the local micro-ecosystems)