Anodyne
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
 

The Grandview Cut in warm grey overcast. Walked from False Creek Flats to Still Creek yesterday, something I've always wanted to do. When depressed, do something new, & etc. You glimpse the Cut from the windows of the Millenium Line Skytrain (whose elevated track is visible, above, at upper left, receding back into the distance), but what you don't see are the little creeks and streams running along the sides of the Burlington Northern tracks; the mallard couple quacking in a surprisingly clean and healthy-looking pool; the free newspaper boxes dropped or hurled from overpasses; the horsetail ferns pushing up through the mossy banks; and the zillions of TV sets, soaked newspapers, graffitti tags, detergent boxes and ghosts littering the landscape. A vast polyphonic array of cracked and rotting modernity, interspersed with little snippets of 19th-c. pastoral.

The walls of the Cut are pretty good acoustic baffles; what I mostly heard on this hour and a half walk was birdsong and rushing water.


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