When it is time for salmon to spawn they leave the ocean and come back to the inland rivers and streams where they were born. I was raised on a 40 acre farm intersected by the East Hoquiam River, and the image on this card was a yearly occurrence. Grandpa called them sorebacks because they were no longer the gleaming silver-grey but pinkish red.
I'm reminded by this card of Grandpa Woods. He worked as a migrant laborer most of his life; my dad was born in a shack on an Oklahoma oil field. With thirteen kids to feed I expect each day's dawning filled grandpa's mind with "where will I find enough food for my family today?". One place was sorebacks that no one else would eat. I can only imagine that life yet today much of the world is still hand to mouth. How can that be in a world with time and money to burn?
"When I gave food to the poor, they called me a saint. When I asked why the poor were hungry, they called me a communist." ~ Dom Helder Camara 1909-1999
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Interesting the way you've trimmed the Gaian. :) I've put up a small pic of my trimmed Diamond, as requested! x
ReplyDeleteI think many of us live under the illusion that time will last forever... As far as money, I think credit cards were one of the worst inventions ever.
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