replete with showering capability

Currently reading "winter," by Rick Bass. It's the story of a man and his girlfriend who move from Mississippi, to a remote valley {30 inhabitants, no electricity, etc} in the mountains of Montana, up near the Canadian and Idaho borders. This, dear reader, is the real winter. It makes this southern Ontario thing seem infantile. Well, i wouldn't say that, but there is definitely something to be said for the priveledge of electricity.

In our own winterland, today will see the death of the old bathtub, and the replacement of the bathroom floor. If all goes well, i will take the first shower i have ever taken in this house, in the new/old, fire-engine red, clawfoot tub, replete with showering capability, sometime sunday night. For this, i will be thankful.

Meanwhile, i read Rick Bass. His writing makes me think of the California writers. Gary Snyder. Kerouac. And so forth. Below, a quote from John Muir {taken from "winter"} about a certain bird. A certain bird that i've seen. one that i love. who wouldn't?

"find a fall, or cascade, or rushing rapid, anywhere uopn a clear stream, and there you will surely find its complementary Ouzel, flitting about in the spray, diving in foaming eddies, whirling like a leaf among the beaten foam-bells; ever vigorous and enthusiastic, yet self-contained, and neither seeking nor shunning your company."

~John Muir

Posted by jeff pitcher at January 8, 2005 07:29 AM

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