Well, I think it's safe to say that the slim pickings on days six and seven were related to the low level of dewiness.
This morning: much dewier.
The gastropod population in evidence in the back yard: back in the triple digits.
Still, things seem not as infested as a week ago, when we launched the eradication effort. Most of the snails and slugs I found were a good distance from the vegetable garden, and the strawberries seem largely slug-free. However, I did have to pick a handful of snails out of the apple tree.
Speaking of handfuls, my current record is 46 snails in one hand at a time.
Today's take: 334 snails and slugs.
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