September 13, 2005
The Blue Heron Remains
She's still around, right here in river city -- I pursue her each morning at dawn, catch her posing in different silhouettes, munching (a much as one can munch with a bill) on seaweed and fishes, scrapping with the gulls and geese, hoping to catch her digitally in flight -- no mean trick. I forget to look at the sunrise. This could get to be a bore. The hard drive on my laptop is heron glutted.
In addition there are wooden, and metal blue herons in familiar places that I never noticed before.
I have the message. I'm actually fairly far along in my disaster preparations, but I really don't have a great way of boiling water yet, which is a must. It looks like it would take hours to boil a pot of water on one of those little camp stoves. The BBQ heat is too dispersed, and I doubt we'll have anything grillable -- grilled canned salmon with grilled dried shitakes? A cord of wood has been vetoed by those who think I am a hysterical doomsayer, and it wouldn't be easy to hide, should I purchase it myself. "I'll eat cold food", I was told. When it comes to that fifty pound bag of jasmine rice, it's not only going to be cold, but very crunchy.
Photo note: Looks like two, doesn't it
Posted by Dakota at September 13, 2005 11:30 AM