Month: March 2016
I’m not sure what the purpose of this floating barrier was; perhaps to keep trash or oil from spreading to the main Victoria harbor. But I like the way (for a short distance anyway) it provided a barrier to the wind, creating a narrow stretch of calm water on the leeward side.
I will miss this man’s wonderful writing. I’m quite up on his novels but not so much his novellas, and certainly not his poetry. So at least I have that to look forward to.
Moving higher my thumping chest recites the names
of a dozen friends who have died in recent years,
names now incomprehensible as the mountains
across the river far behind me.
I’ll always be walking up toward Antelope Butte.
Perhaps when we die our names are taken
from us by a divine magnet and are free
to flutter here and there within the bodies
of birds. I’ll be a simple crow
who can reach the top of Antelope Butte.
–Jim Harrison (1937-2016)
I really wanted to call this one “Overhead Crane” but alas, it is a heron. There was quite a flock (a.k.a. a siege) of herons all nesting in the same small group of trees in Beacon Hill Park just south of downtown Victoria. Safety in numbers I guess but it made for some fierce competition for nesting spots and building materials.