Anodyne
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
 
Full-on fall, leaves half-gone on the trees outside. Wind out of the east, snapping the British and Canadian flags to attention over Planet Bingo. Overcast. North Shore mountains hidden by low grey cloud. Threatening rain. Yesterday by contrast crystal-clear, distant mountains brought forward by effects of atmosphere. The Skytrain executes its long slow curve above the New West Jewish cemetery, the Fraser delta spread out below, sunlight gleaming on rows of new Toyotas and Nissans ranked along the docks, the Alex Fraser's taut black cables, smoke-smudge at the border. A 747 lumbers west, flaps down, landing gear extended. To Surrey, George R.R. Martin's warring families in tow, with RevCan paperwork. People coming and going through the train car, rustle of coats and packs. Warm sunlight on my face, blinding. The slowly unspooling afternoon.
- posted by cjb @ 10:31 AM


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