fire for breakfast

another thing i love about Dawson: i wandered a few blocks over to filmmaker Lulu Keating's house this morning. a slew of people were sitting over breakfast, and within minutes i found myself with a cup of cloudberry tea, a toasted bagel, and a dog beside me, wanting to be petted (or maybe wanting my bagel, but she's a well-behaved mutt). conversation was fascinating--one of the women at breakfast used to work as a fire tower observer. made me think of Kerouac's Desolation Angels (which always incongruously reminds me of an apartment i had in Paris, next-door to where Picasso painted Guernica. art, around and around...)

(image from Flikr by Leesh)