In our hands.

This tiny perfect sliver of life was under the bucket. At first it was coiled like a bracelet in a golden knot, but by the time the photo was taken it was warm and lithe, sliding over my fingers. The sight of one slow worm used to be astounding in our garden ten years ago, but as the garden has grown up and the wild spots and compost heaps have been cultivated, they are increasingly common.

It is heartening to think we must have done one small thing right in our little corner to visibly increase this bit of wildlife.

By the way my hands are not usually so dirty, but they are currently stained from picking up walnuts without any gloves on!

Happy Autumn !

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16 thoughts on “In our hands.

  1. karen says:

    That’s so wonderful. A heart-sing moment we can all share on here. I’ve never seen one, but we do have grass snakes in the compost bins. I love seeing the wildlife in the garden as much as the flowers. Thanks for sharing such a cheerful photo and words.

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