Und mit fünfzig Kanonen
Wird entschwinden mit mir.
And the ship, the black freighter
disappears out to sea
And on it is me.
-Pirate Jenny from Brecht and Weill's 'Threepenny Opera'
Sometimes only I can see the black freighter.
I intend to spend as much time as possible on islands from now on.
camping and kayaking around the many small, deserted islands of Georgian Bay. no bears but lots of eagles and a five-lined skink. these glaciated rocks are 1.8 billion years old.
she's a Nova Scotia Duck Toller. And right now, without a dog, puppies are dangerous.
5th Jul 2009, 17:11
yard sale cameras for twenty dollars: a Praktica PL nova, made in East Berlin, and a Pentax ME, both with great lenses. A canoli and a pair of John Lennon sunglasses.
and I found a cooperative darkroom I can join.
5th Jul 2009, 17:08
hiding in the neighbour's flowerbed.
5th Jul 2009, 17:04
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We are into our twelfth day of a garbage strike. We are being asked to dump our garbage in our city parks at designated sites. If you have a small apartment or a baby, you have to dump your garbage. The strikers sit under the shady tree. They want the city to smell bad so the strike will end. The City is putting poison out for rats and raccoons, and spraying the garbage with things to keep down the bugs and smell. It is just a bad situation all round. smelly city.