Let's go for a little walk . . !

I noticed this slug trail on the concrete path yesterday - I feel a bit sorry for the little slim black slug as he's missed the damp leaves from which he must have emerged and has set off into the wilds of the cold, dry path. 

He was obviously dead this morning, so I hope he won't mind my photographing the record of his last journey. It reminded me of stories of desert travellers who miss the oasis by a couple of miles and set off to perish in the depths of the Empty Quarter! He's even crossed his own trail!