Life isn't black and white. It's a million gray areas, don't you find? - Ridley Scott
This blog will act as an attempt to chronicle what is sure to be one of the most ridiculously confusing, interesting and wild years I've ever experienced.

By compiling a series of 365 black and white photos and accompanied text you're invited to follow along the ride of an undergraduate student with severe biophilia. This year will mark a year that I leave the continent, graduate from my Bachelors degree, start graduate studies, try to make heads and tails of life and and search for an elusive tiger beetle.

Feel free to post feedback, ask questions, and give suggestions. Hope that your 2013 is looking to be a wonderful, wonderful year.

Friday, February 22, 2013

47. Slug town

Nobody likes to find a slug in their garden. Unless of course the slug is made of glass. This lovely little slug was a gift from my mother in my stocking, and is made by a glass artist in Halifax. Since Sarah-Jane loves slugs, I have the slug on semi-permanent leave at her apartment in Fairview. The little fellow is taking up residence in her phalaenopsis. I couldn't think of a more fitting place for the little fellow!
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