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Posted: Wed Oct 1st, 2008 12:24 pm |
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| http://www.orionmagazine.org/index.php/articles/article/3230/
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Posted: Wed Oct 1st, 2008 04:26 pm |
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"Where do upper stratas go for stimulation" Rolling Stone
Even me, where do I go when I'm in a fog and need to
jump start my brain, #2 on my toolbar, here it is:
http://www.aldaily.com/ try it, you'll understand!
And to Admin's post: This is great writing, something
worth pasting let's male it easy for our readers:
(The site is a bit easier to read however)
A Window
BY HANK LENTFER
IF I WERE IMPRISONED in a windowless cell and allowed
out for just one week a year I’d choose seven days
centered in September. I’d come home to my Alaska-
cabin-in-the-woods and clean a few pounds of spruce
needles out of my neglected kayak, oil up a fishing reel,
pack a three-day lunch, and paddle upriver. I’d float to
the top of the tide, tie the boat to an alder, and follow
the bear-shit-splattered trail upstream. I’d sit on the
wet grass, listen to the rain tap away on my sou’wester,
and watch for the deep flash of coho in a dark pool. I’d
then pray for luck, unwrap a sandwich, and wait.
The luck I pray for and the answer I await is the voice of
cranes. Though on the wing, the answer comes not so
much from above as from behind: behind time, back
before primates even existed with their insane potential
to burden their brains with thoughts like being imprisoned
in a windowless cell; before time was even a thing to be
named, served, lived out, endured, or enjoyed. At any
given moment, through ice ages and asteroid strikes,
sun flares and volcanic eruptions, night and day, fall and
winter, there has been one if not a thousand cranes calling
somewhere on the planet. That long lineage of sound
drops from the sky each fall as sandhills migrate from
Alaska tundra to California cornfields. Only when that
ten-million-year-old procession of prayers reaches my
ear would I set down my sandwich, rig the pole, stand up,
and fish.
The moon, using that inexplicable, invisible force called
gravity, bulges the ocean’s surface like a newly pregnant
belly. When the Earth spins through that bulge we call it
high tide. A coho is a ten-pound distillation of herring,
needle-fish, plankton bits, near misses with the ivory
teeth of killer whales and sea lions, and a thousand
revolutions through that moon-induced bulge. When
the Earth tilts away from the sun each fall a million
cohos slide from the ocean and slip up any stream still
clean enough to support life. When one of those sleek,
tight bodies grabs the other end of a monofilament strand
it’s hard to know precisely who is tugging on what.
Most of the year I don’t even think of the Earth spinning
at a bazillion miles per hour. But the confluence of cranes
and cohos, the simultaneous flush of fish upstream and
birds down south changes everything; during an otherwise
normal afternoon I’ll suddenly become gloriously dizzy
with awareness of our careening planet. When I lie on my
back to watch the cranes I tell myself I’m doing so to
alleviate strain on my neck. I trick myself into believing
I could stand up if I wanted to, that I am not afraid of
being flicked into space like a muddy drop of water off a
bicycle tire.
The tension of a coho pulling your arms down while
cranes draw your senses up is like electroshock therapy.
Things like presidential debates, insurance deductibles,
and urgent e-mails get fried first. If the coho is big and
the flock bigger, the amperage cranks and starts burning
through models of global warming and tallies of corporate
greed. If the fish just came in with the tide and still has
the full vitality of the sea, if the cranes are skimming just
above the treetops, their voices so close and loud that the
sound tickles our long-neglected reptilian brainstem, then
the voltage can burn even our sodden obsession with
mortality.
Those few seconds, before the line breaks or the birds
pass, is the window I am constantly trying to retrofit into
my cell. Such remodeling is hard work, but with enough
cranes, cohos, and luck I believe it possible to live in a
glass house. And, with even more cranes, cohos, and luck
I believe it possible to break all those carefully constructed
panels and let the wind blow on through
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Posted: Wed Oct 1st, 2008 10:47 pm |
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| Oooh - nice link, Jim! All the news in one place - I love it!
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Posted: Thu Oct 2nd, 2008 12:37 pm |
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I like to post the link to give credit where it's due......
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Posted: Fri Oct 3rd, 2008 07:59 am |
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Yes it's a good idea, I thought it would
be redundant if I did, since you had
posted the link already to direct us there.
Next time I'll post it again, just to be
clear that we are giving credit for the
paste job even if there had been a link
posted to direct us there first.
That is unless you feel that by posting
a link you are inherently giving credit/thanks
by posting it in the first place . . . I'm getting
confused now.
We need a new rule!
I actually posted this so our friends could
have some entertainment and not be disappointed
like I was to get my e-mail notice come here
and find it only said "I like to post the link to
give credit where it's due...... " We want more!
Just to be sure everybody felt it was worth it
I'm posting this pic that Teresa sent me with
"pics to make you happy", if you want the rest
drop me an e-mail at oceansafariculebra@yahoo.com
or pole me at facebook James C. Petersen
and I'll send them to you they're really great.Attachment: sea gull girl.jpeg (Downloaded 42 times)
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Posted: Fri Oct 3rd, 2008 04:36 pm |
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| Please send them to me they sound wonderful.
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Posted: Fri Oct 3rd, 2008 04:45 pm |
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You have to send me an email so I can send you them
by email back there too many. Here's another oneAttachment: securedownload-8.jpeg (Downloaded 30 times)
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Posted: Fri Oct 3rd, 2008 04:46 pm |
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Wow I just saw the size was only 56kkb so here is
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Posted: Fri Oct 3rd, 2008 04:50 pm |
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Posted: Fri Oct 3rd, 2008 05:27 pm |
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Wow! that solves both of our problems!
Thanks
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Posted: Fri Oct 3rd, 2008 06:58 pm |
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Sandhill cranes also migrate to Florida. Friends of mine live near a huge and fairly shallow lake where, for their own reasons (the cranes, not my friends), they congregate, chattering like mad and doing their ungainly walkabouts. I kept missing the moment until one year I was there when they were there...strange and wonderful birds!
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