We enjoyed on-and-off rain showers all day, and one consequence besides making the trees happy was the appearance of this guy. Or girl. Who knows?
Anyway, it was on our back porch and seemed to be begging me to take its picture. So I did. Snails can be very persuasive.
In case you’re wondering, the snail didn’t climb onto that bougainvillea bloom of its own accord. Yes, that’s right; I blatantly manipulated nature for my own sordid photographic purposes. Life is cruel like that.
On the other hand, no snails were harmed (if you don’t count hurt pride) in the making of these photos.