There’s the spot on Notre-Dame which always seems to have a lot of snails on the sidewalk. Beside the sidewalk is a small patch of grass and shrubbery. It’s lush and for most parts of the day doesn’t get any direct sunlight so it stays fairly cool. Year after year these little guys can be found on the sidewalk in the morning in this one spot. I’m told they’re an invasive species, but have never bothered to confirm if that was correct.
If you’re at all tired, not paying attention or typing on your phone it’s very easy to walk on one of these little guys and girls. As someone who crosses this path frequently it only took one or two crunching sounds under foot to start paying a little more attention when crossing the area. The sidewalk is littered grave yard to the fallen of this little snail paradise in St-Henri.
So there you have it: Snails playing Russian roulette every morning in their little paradise.
Keep on keepin’ on little guys!
‘One or two crunching sounds’ … that’s so sad