Another different route today, this time up, up, up the hill and then back down. I went up slowly, taking my time. Looking around, I admired the houses, saw some new construction and landscaping, and then, I stopped in my tracks as something going even slower than myself crossed my path. A snail was moving along the middle of the sidewalk. He was fully extended moving at his own pace. But where was he going? There were tall plants on one side of the walk and grass on the other. What would motivate him to seek a new venue? What signals was he paying attention to? How would he know when he got there?
I stood and watched him move along his slippery train for a while, but he didn’t change directions just continued right down the center of the walkway. Taking advantage of my height, I checked in front and behind to determine if he was in danger of getting stepped on. No immediate danger, so I headed on my way.
His determination and persistence keep coming to mind, though. I hope he found what he was looking for.