Trails

Wrote an itinerary, played some guitar, cleaned a window, answered some emails and slow-roasted a chicken. Found myself gazing at the jungle in the orchid jar; the little phalenopsis is now putting up a flower spike and another small fern has appeared. I see also that our pet snail must still be in there somewhere; very hard to spot because he's so small, but his little trails through the condensation are clearly visible (they're only about 1 mm wide).