Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Slugs interruptus....


Who knew? Garden slugs just want to have fun, too. While doing a little much needed weeding, I...uh, walked in on a pair engaged in the first stage of production for next year's garden pests.
They quickly...well, for slugs...headed back underneath their rock. I never know what I will find out in that garden.

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