January 1

The Northwest American tribes have a very distinctive art. It is filled with fish and ravens and eagles. Sometimes it is a tall pole carved with these elements or sometimes it is a woven blanket. The images are formed by contrasting shapes of dark and light defined by bold lines or carven shapes. This image of almost a fish was caused by a fluke in a freezing puddle. It is an arresting arrangement of line and mass.
Today would have been a better day in the marsh except that I came across three duck hunters. I have no quarrel with hunters but it is reckless to hunt within 200 yards of a busy street and 40 feet below the approach to a runway at Logan Airport and it is almost certainly illegal to hunt within the city limits of Boston with a firearm. The ultimate irony is that they set up their shooting blind at the base of the Osprey platform. I reported the incident to the Boston Police who seemed to take it seriously. It is very strange to hear gunfire in Belle Isle Marsh. I hope that these people stay away.

Ciao!

-Jorge

Guten Rutsch! (Have a good slide into the New Year!)

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