Last Saturday I huddled on the sofa with three chenille throws on top of me. The central heat was on, but I couldn't get warm. By Monday I was running the air conditioner. Today it's cooling off again, and I have no clue what kind of weather tomorrow will bring.
Whether it's cold or hot, the yard stays muddy here in the winter, and my outside photo opportunities are limited. That's why I appreciated this little guy, who sneaked inside the screen door and meandered into camera range while I stayed comfortable and dry in the house:
Looking at the snail's trail, it appears that he was headed up the door, then changed his mind and turned in another direction. Maybe he forgot something. Or maybe he was running from the camera.