In the corner of the garden, a snailflower climbed the trellis, filling the evening air with its sweet, curling blooms.

The botanist carefully documented the colors of the snailflowers growing along the cliff.

The volunteers transformed the pond into a snailless habitat to protect the native fish.

She toured several snaileries along the coast to study their breeding techniques.

The garden's new decorative pathways looked snailier after the rain.

At the hobbyist snail race, I cheered for the snailiest contestant because its sluggish pace was oddly endearing.