rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,

Smell That Smell

For an hour or so it smelled as though someone was burning trash in their fireplace or wood stove. The suburbs of Los Angeles used to smell like that when I was a kid, before they banned back yard incinerators. Smelling something so similar tonight, I got a bit nostalgic for the pollution of my youth. They just don't make it like they used to. Or as smelly.

As the air cleared, I heard a flock of swans flying north. The other morning I heard geese heading that way. Are the birds being fooled by the warm days and the prematurely drying wetlands of the valley? Or do they know something we don't about what lies ahead? Or perhaps they're just horny, and eager to get to their northern breeding grounds? Whatever their motivation, I hope they don't get caught in a sudden freeze if the weather returns to its seasonal norm.

On the other hand, if there isn't any return to the seasonal norm, there won't be a living plant south of Oregon by midsummer (I exaggerate but slightly.) A few frozen avians would be a small price to pay for a deeper snow pack. And if the forest dries out, way more birds will get done in by wildfires than would be wiped out by cold. Plus, burning forests smell way worse than burning trash.

Speaking of burning...

Sunday Verse

The Burning of the Books

by Bertolt Brecht

When the Regime commanded that books with harmful knowledge
Should be publicly burned on all sides
Oxen were forced to drag cart loads of books
To the bonfires, a banished
Writer, one of the best, scanning the list of the
Burned, was shocked to find that his
Books had been passed over. He rushed to his desk
On wings of wrath, and wrote a letter to those in power.
Burn me! he wrote with flying pen, burn me. Haven't my books
Always reported the truth? And here you are
Treating me like a liar! I command you:
Burn me!

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