Simon the Adventurer


A spring awakening.

I feel like I made it through the hazing, Southeast Alaska reared its ugly head an gave me a winter of seasonal fluctuations.  Most days went from total darkness to grey and back again, light/dark, light/dark, day in/day out, raven/crow/eagle.

A cold crow puffed up, to stay warm.

A cold crow puffed up, to stay warm.

Water, everywhere, in front, behind, above, below, and next to you.  Seasonal depression is real; when the sun came out it was like an awakening. When dawn and dusk are clearly marked with the shining of the sun it emerges as a gift. A boost to raise you from the pool of water you have been waiting in and finally, if you have the energy, gasping for a breath of air and down again till the next sighting.  Creativity is often stifled into the living room, not much space for a grand idea to blossom.

The fish have come, to ease the stress of fishermen and foragers  alike.

The fish have come, to ease the stress of fishermen and foragers alike.

The wait is over, things are beginning to come back to life.  The herring have finally arrived, and the patient animals gorge themselves on the rich fishes.  The poor birds that were subsisting on trash, handouts and whatever they could scrounge are well fed enough to  think about finding a special friend.  Ravens, crows, and eagles have begun to start their beautiful aerial mating dances.

Herring eggs spawned on sea weed.

Herring eggs spawned on seaweed.

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