An odd fact about Richmond, British Columbia, is that there are few, perhaps no, indigenous rocks. It is a rockless place, a flat-as-a-pancake island, coughed into the ocean by the Fraser River. There’s silt, plenty of that, and peat, metres of the stuff, but if you want to partake in an exercise in futility, go out and look for a native, home-grown rock. Look north and you see the mountains—great big rocks! But here, in Richmond, none.
So Richmondites have imported rocks, for landscaping purposes, for accent pieces, for doorstops and paperweights. They have even created gently-shaped rocks of powder and water and sand for children to climb on—because children need to know of rocks.
Here rocks are such novelties that upon seeing one, a child will rush to it, touch it--perhaps sit on it, size permitting--even taste it. Yesterday at a birthday party our daughter circled the yard and sat in turn on all 8 of the carefully-spaced chair-sized chunks of granite, demanding, for each, “Take my picture!”
We do have rocks in our garden. I imported them, and arranged them just so, but now they are invisible, swallowed by the plants. Rather than disturb our foliage, I went to a local park, which has a nice garden, and surreptitiously flipped some of its much more accessible rocks.
Woodlice and snails. Woodlice, or wood bugs as they are more commonly called here, are of course crustaceans, in the Order Isopoda. These look to me to be species of Oniscus. The snails are Grove Snails, Cepaea nemoralis, a European species common in gardens in Richmond and no doubt many other places.
More of the gang.
Oh, quick. A metallic beetle is scuttling away. (The green leaf at the top is helpfully pointing at its head.) Unfortunately Mr. Hesitation, my camera, was living up to his name, and this was the only image obtained. I've seen these beetles many times. Some sort of Ground Beetle, Family Carabidae -- genus Scaphinotus?
Elsewhere in the park an ersatz rock, looks to have been flung here. Still, can't be too choosy in Richmond.
its reason for being there. A mysterious uncapped pipe needing a lid, probably connected to a septic tank from the old house that predates the park, and evidently functioning as a spider's lair. In rockless Richmond, one makes do.
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