I suppose if I had to adopt a spirit animal, it would be an escargot—a French snail—the common garden snail that circles my potager and ravishes any unprotected leafy greens. I love leafy greens, too, but that’s not my reasoning. I am by all accounts a slow mover. And deliberately a slow learner. While I don’t embrace the slimy t…
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