I love the garden very early in the morning at this time of year, before anyone else is up. If you ever suffer with night-time anxieties, that get all out of proportion, then it’s a peaceful, calming time of day to be still, empty your thoughts and remind yourself that everything really is perfectly all right.
So did I squish the snail in this moment of ‘tree-hugging’? No, he got thrown, as far as possible, into the neighbouring field. He’ll be back by dinner time.