The lines on this postcard are chilling and prescient. I will repeat them.
'when the storm comes
all history rolls up in a ball
all tomorrow was never heard of
and the now impossibility grins'
- from Alan Harris, Storm (2000)
Nature, a man's nature, the nature of the situation all seem to have coalesced at this moment in time.
I doubt Cascadia was in predictive mode. We are in a stormy season.
Thanks for the provocative card and the beautiful indigo imagery.
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