"The Treasure of Trinidad Bay"
May. 23rd, 2006 05:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
otterfamilyWhile there does remain a theoretical possibility that Scoots is still alive, deep down, I am certain she's gone. And in that acceptance, I was finally able to cry for her yesterday; for Scoots, for her doomed babies, and perhaps most of all for Scoots's great-grandmother–Old Mama–whose lineage stretching back unbroken to the beginning of otter time is now ended.
But the otters' story isn't over. In fact, their story has yet to be told. For they all can be made to live again through my recollections, and my words. I think that is my duty now: now that the principal players themselves are gone.
So, I think for the most part I will turn this journal from one describing current events into a collection of reminiscences. The otters' 5-generation-long story is a great tale: maybe one of the greatest real-life animal adventures ever. It should be a book, really, and hopefully, some day, it will be. But, for the time being, I'll call it a work-in-progress. And its title: "The Treasure of Trinidad Bay."
But the otters' story isn't over. In fact, their story has yet to be told. For they all can be made to live again through my recollections, and my words. I think that is my duty now: now that the principal players themselves are gone.
So, I think for the most part I will turn this journal from one describing current events into a collection of reminiscences. The otters' 5-generation-long story is a great tale: maybe one of the greatest real-life animal adventures ever. It should be a book, really, and hopefully, some day, it will be. But, for the time being, I'll call it a work-in-progress. And its title: "The Treasure of Trinidad Bay."
