Do you realize that it'll be Christmas in 10 days? Are you done shopping? I think I might be. I've been following with interest the placement of a Nativity scene at City Hall. I'm not sure it's an appropriate place for one, a Christmas tree, yes, a creche, I don't think so. But today there's a new holiday symbol, a Wiccan wreath and pentacle! I hope there's a menorah, a Kwaanza symbol, some Muslim something, one of everything tomorrow. It'd be great to turn that entry overhang into a revolving display of symbols of every religion throughout the year, let people know the diversity of our citizens and not favor one religion over any other. If we allow religious symbols on public property at all, that is. But enough of that.
It was a school of boga. From the shore it looked like a large cloud shadow shifting over the sandy sea bed, but once he was underwater and swimming out toward the drop off he could see the fish. A school of silver fish, each about six inches long, flashing like falling coins in the tropical sun. The colors shifted from white to green to blue with the angle of the school and they moved with a frantic energy like predators were nearby. He hung there nearly hypnotized by the flickering fish, startled when a barracuda nearly as long as he was came knifing through the blur of boga, trailing scales like glitter in its wake.
Not a very holiday festive image to end with, but there you go! Gotta house clean today. Ugh.
--Barbara
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