I am entranced by how my Mystery Snail, Ivory, moves along the bottom of the fish tank.
The one giant foot that propels her is as elegant as an evening gown caught up in a gentle wind. She slides along with such ease, contouring her foot to match the uneven surface in one continuous movement.
At times she seems to float but in reality, her foot never leaves contact with the surface she’s on.
Then Ivory defies gravity, settling on the pink leaf, as if weightless.