Ides of March

Someone rearranged the beach monkeys. Or maybe they were real monkeys! An eagle was on the scene, but had no comment.

Eagle and monkey

Blue Monk, to you jazz types.

Blue Monk, to you jazz types.

Now all the monkeys are gone, as mysteriously as they appeared. Then, while I was back east, the beach was overrun with strange, non-native jellyfish-like creatures known as Salps. Their proper name is “Thatey’s Vagina Salp”, (I am not making this up), the “little ocean vaccuums.”

The salp is a weird creature. One generation asexually reproduces, or clones itself, (the “solitary” phase) giving birth to hundreds of hermaphrodites (or “aggregates”),  who then do it themselves, producing more solitaries. Glad they split town. We don’t need their kind around here.

flower feather Nets and rope“No man ever steps in the same river twice,” the Greek philosopher Heraclitus wrote, “for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man.”

A similar thing is going on with my roof leak. You can set up a bucket anywhere you like, but you’re better off wrapping yourself in a tarp.Nets and rope 2New erosion signMy problems are luxuries. The winter has been mild. Dare I say it? I’m afraid of hexing us. This is a disappointment to those awaiting dispatches of doom, but good for those of us hoping for another summer, another year.

flooring patterns

But it is worth recalling that in 2010 the ocean waited until March 31, Juanita’s birthday, to rip down the house where my friends Ray and Juanita lived.

junk on beachMeantime, let’s take a stroll through the sculpture garden and check out the installations.

Domestic blissoverturned bliss

Insulation pinup 2Insulation pinup

What happened when

What happened when

Now, there are houses that legitimately fall into the ocean, and then there are people who stage their garbage on the edge so it will just so happen to fall into the ocean. Yes, there’s probably some legit tsunami debris, but the fact remains that jackasses are actively dumping garbage on the beach.

computer innardstires on beachWell, isn’t that just the first thing that comes to mind when you’re in the presence of the Pacific Ocean’s pristine coastline? “Hey, what a great way to get rid of my TV/ tires/ fridge/ washer/ dryer/ diapers /computer/ couch/ stuffed monkeys.”

pink sunsetpurple sunsetcinderblock sunset 2

The Dalai Lama says that one need only spend the night with a mosquito to realize that tiny beings have power. Yet it is the stupidity of my fellow human beings that makes my heart sink.

pretty rustThere’s a guy who rents a house down the street from me with his on-again-off-again girlfriend. They’re “salvagers.”

Now, let’s say somebody’s place is about to fall in, and these earnest bootstrapping folk want to recycle it and keep it out of the ocean! It sounds great.

overturned tree sunset But! Not everything has a resale value, which leads to the conspicuous dumping and burning of the leavin’s. The guy has a special fondness for burning big piles of insulation on beautiful days by the sea. It’s like a free speech thing. Try as you might, there’s no having tea with terrorists.

Stanley ladderWill we make it another year? In Shakespeare’s “Julius Caesar,” a Seer warns Caesar to “beware the Ides of March.” (Now, this is the gig I need, Professional Seer. Like being a meteorologist in the Pacific Northwest, you just make stuff up and everyone loves it when you are wrong.) So Caesar runs into the Seer on March 15 and says, smugly, “The Ides of March have come.” Like he’s totally dodged a bullet.

Seers like to get the last word. “Aye, Caesar, but not gone.”


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