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It was a lovely day to be alive
at the Center of the Universe. We rowed under the Ballard Bridge in Bruce's
fisherman friend Bob's boat, getting up close to big trawlers and cargo ships
with 13 feet of hull below the waterline. We wondered if ANTARCTIC had gone
that far, puzzled over Norse lettering, and imagined the life of the CASH
BUYER trading c-notes for fish flesh on a weathered deck in northern light.
Two meals (brunch & dinner) with Bruce &
Connie today--both were delicious.
It ended the usual way: Sunday evening (that is to say, leveling out)
bonfire/bbq/drumcircle/fireperformancepractice/flamethrower
TEST (remember Ken
Kesey? It's a little like Furthur--minus acid and the bus) w/ 5-yr-olds
Amanda & Arayna shooting photographs
and interesting transients recounting travels. You are welcome to
join us.
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