6 am this morning, a Coast Guard helicopter scanning the shore, its beam electrifying the wavering ice. Who would fall? Who would try to run there, with the ice rouging blue? The helicopter thunders away, and a very large truck with four Frogmen leaves the scene, hauling a tiny orange boat.
The same orange Monet used sparingly in his "Water Lilies."
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i love this vignette. Now you must go see the blocks of ice damming up the rivers. Then you must write about it.
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