Outdoors for K means going in the dirt and finding stuff, like snails.
Last year she showed an affinity for the slime-trailing creatures and this year the obsession hasn't waned a bit.
The collection started small.
Then grew into a creepy bucket-full of gastropods. I had to close my eyes when I took this shot so I wouldn't gag.
By the end of the afternoon, she had them trained to walk tightropes of grass blades.
I think they were trying to escape.
She begged to take the bucket in the house and I screamed, "NOT ON YOUR LIFE!" because ew.
But later in the evening, she said she had a surprise for me. I had all but forgotten about the creepy crawlies when she showed me this caterpillar. "I'll just keep him in my room until he turns into a butterfly!"