5.13.2016

a new dawn

By dawn's early light
I love a construction site. And now I have one in my front yard. The barge laying the cable from the power station to the windmills appears to be towed by the bitty boat. Judging by the blazing lights, they work all night. If I were a journalist, I would get out there onto the barge and the windmill platforms and find out what's really going on (never mind the politics about the Manisee Indian firepit the on-island trench ran into). But I'm not, and so I just watch and wonder wotthehell is going on.

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