Snail Shells

Often, when we are up on the downs behind the house, I pick up these empty Roman Snail shells. I have a bowl full. There is no public access where we go and the snails thrive but of course they do die, mostly in the beak of hungry birds.

This has been an uneventful day, editing photos to take into the printers tomorrow. The dogs hate to see my back most of the day but needs must. They will get an extra long walk in the afternoon to make up for it.

Without a blip, I decided to do a high key image of these three shells. Not perfect but an image none the less and the first thing that came to hand.

Once again the early evening has caught up with me all too soon! Work calls!