A feline predator came across a Gruiform and experienced that most fleeting of feelings, a moment of felicity between bird and mammal, ornithology and therology, beauty and beast.
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ghosts on the ice
well, did you know that i am the grandchild of an inuit shaman?
we lived in newfoundland then, close to the edge of the ice. there were any number of ghosts there. no, not just stories, the real thing. there were shiny spectres, spiritual bums, ancient heroes, and also some ancestors with unfinished ends hanging out …
February 15, 2009 – 12:38 pm
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Tagged bear, family, ghost, ice, inuit, newfoundland, shaman, tigress, tribe
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