Wednesday, 5 April 2017
Hissing of winter cattails
I paddle 50 yards and then I drift with the SW wind for 100 more and while I do that, I eat half of my peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Why do they taste so good when you eat them outdoors? The homemade plum preserves are the perfect balance of cool, sweet and wet. I stop and put the other half away, just so that I can eat it when the memory of the first half has faded. Once through the Crossing Under Place, I stop in the west islands. The cattails are completely spent for this season. They are as white as they will get before falling down for the next season's growth. As the wind blows, they hiss, so many rubbing against each other. An unseen redwing blackbird zips at me and it begins to rain.(I forgot to mention - I saw eagles in both the south and north nests. Union Bay has two pairs of nesting bald eagles this season)
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