notes from the kelp

August 27, 2008

Soggy

Damp.

Well, enough with my long and boring rants and diatribes. Time for something adorable! And what could be more adorable than a baby alpaca?

Answer: a soaking wet baby alpaca, sitting calmly in the summer rain. Awwww…..

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Glenn Buttkus said,

August 28, 2008 @ 5:18 am

Gosh Alex, it is precisely those rants and diabribes that we all haunt your blog for. They are the utteranes, dreams, Pickwickian postulates, and personal vibes of the very person that you are, or seem to be. So do not despair; rant on, and love that wet baby alpaca, and your island–as we kelphistos share the love.

Your musical selection HotMud@1:51 stirred me up this morning. Thanks. The results of that heightened state of alacrity follows:

Le Jazz Wet

Your Hot Mud moved me
and helped me to realize
jazz sustains us,
fills in the gaps,
puts character and texture
softly driven
into the core
of our world weary
hardened hearts.

Here in the northwest dampness,
jazz is the toddy,
the playmate, the friend,
the loverâ€”
and it goes with everything;
fireplaces aglow,
cedar scent thick in the air,
as wind and rain
pelt the panes
and black and white cats
press their warm noses
against cold glass.

Jazz is the perfect companion,
for red wine or white wine,
dry or sweet,
mingling with itâ€”
or any meat,
prime rib or spaghetti;
jazz is the spice, the glaze, the au poivre,
the aural transcendentâ€”
stirring the emotions,
joy or grief,
philosophy or diatribe.

Jazz goes down hot
and scalding,
only to transform to cool
within our husks,
our aura,
our sphere,
midships between naval and nose,
stirring soul, sparking love,
shattering malaiseâ€”
for jazz is the daring dart
that pierces the gloom
and pours vibrant colors
into the weave of the loom.

Glenn A. Buttkus August 2008
julie woodruff said,

August 30, 2008 @ 3:08 pm

i’m a new reader but a long time visitor to those gems up north. though i live in a sweet little town in northern california, my heart belongs to the san juans and i know i will be a neighbor someday. i do want to thank you for the photos, the words, and the music… they all contribute to the joyful reminder of life up there. i am in love with the sea. the kayak is my vehicle of choice and the orcas are my favorite company, and it takes great effort, especially when i read your blog as well as a few others, to not pack up my house immediately and go to where i belong. but soon… thanks.
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