I had a feast of wild strawberries today!...well a small handful really, but at least they tasted better that the imported ones from the store.

And because its that time of year.....

My slug song

Mighty Hermaphroditey (To the Tune of the Beverly Hillbillies)

      Oh I'm mighty Hermaphroditey
      And I leave a slimey trail
      And I don't know how to tell
      My horny "head" from little "tail".
      But it doesn't really matter
      For each paramour I find,
      Slip-sliding down the garden path,
      Is also gender blind.

      Well that's the way we romp and play
      Yes, me and all my kin
      So kindly spare the salt and beer
      It's like to do us in
      And remember in the garden,
      When you see that silver line,
      Our speeds not slow, as swingers go
      Some think it's 69.

And because I don't know when to quit….

      The Banana Slug Song (To the tune of Chiquita Banana)

      I'm Hermita Banana and I've come to say
      We slugs swing in a special way
      Before el fresco dining on the doggy doo
      We Pulmonata Lumbada the whole night through
      You will find us in your garden
      We have the telescoping eye-ayes
      For Kamasu-ta-ra positions
      We would surely win the prize
      But Bananas like it cool not at the very, very tropical equator
      So check your Organic produce, in your refrigerator.