Meet Tom Petty
Meet Tom Petty, my recently appointed Minster of Slow Living. He’s a ceramic snail that gets moved from place to place within my garden—probably about once a month. He does occasionally get pooped on by an disapproving mockingbird (there is a very opinionated mockingbird that patrols my back yard), but he keeps on smiling and I…
Meet Tom Petty, my recently appointed Minster of Slow Living. He’s a ceramic snail that gets moved from place to place within my garden—probably about once a month. He does occasionally get pooped on by an disapproving mockingbird (there is a very opinionated mockingbird that patrols my back yard), but he keeps on smiling and I keep on scrubbing him clean.
He judges the weeds, cheers on the flowers, supervises front porch activities, and reminds everybody that even a snail’s pace counts as progress.
He might belong among the wildflowers, but he’s perfectly happy nestled in between my hostas. For now.