6.12.2007
6.03.2007
so many dead fish
I went down to Menona today to enjoy the electricity as the storm rolled in over the lake. From where I was sitting, I counted 8 of them. What's killing the fish? Everywhere I look, nature is bellyside up, its sickness rising to the surface.
The storm cheered me up, though. The sound of thunder is always so calming, like a sigh.
6.02.2007
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