July 2, 2014 § 10 Comments


after the thunderstorm 

a silver trail

to my vegetable garden


Part of a seventeenth century painting by Nicholaes Lachtropius. Riiksmuseum, Amsterdam.


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  • F.G.M. says:

    ah Rachael! All gardeners will understand this wondetful poetical euphemism… silver trail… yes, I recognize the lettuces killer’s trace… by the way, the french literal translation would sound very nice

    Après l’orage
    Un sentier d’argent
    Vers mon potager

    Merci les escargots 🙂

  • Described beautifully, and, for them, how valuable a trail it is!

  • Miranda Stone says:

    Oh, I love this! Very whimsical. And it makes me think of a book I read and greatly enjoyed, and so I’ll recommend it to you. It’s called The Sound of a Wild Snail Eating, by Elisabeth Tova Bailey. Hope all is well, my friend!

    • Rachael Charmley says:

      All well, and trying unsuccessfully to tame one of my jungles. I read that book a while back – lovely – and so moving. A story to share amongst friends… If your muggy weather arrived I hope it’s not too bad :-\

      • Miranda Stone says:

        It’s horrible! 94 degrees here today, and the threat of severe thunderstorms and heavy rain moving in. 😦

  • SirenaTales says:

    Heh. Very evocative, and clever. I realize once again that you and I share an appreciation of silver…I love how you use the image to such effect, Rachael. xoxo

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