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Fish in the Sky

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Fish in the sky over Aberdeen, 9:42 p.m., 16 May 2011.

Fish falling from the sky is a common occurance in my neck of the coast, Nova Scotia. I almost got hit by a mackerel while waiting for the bus once. My sister had one dropped on the hood of her car, but never one landing conveniently in the pan, now that is just plain good luck!

I ordered a dress from this site on Oct 10th and it was in my hands by Oct 22nd! I was a bit on pins and needles because I had put my order in so late and was to be a part of a wedding on Nov 1st. Fishinthesky assured me that my dress would arrive well before that time and they lived up to their word!! The dress is exactly what the photo on line looked like too which made me estatic because I have never ordered such an important dress on a website before. Thank you for your exquisite work on my dress!!!

Fish in the sky over Aberdeen, 9:42 p.m., 16 May 2011.

Fish in the Sky
Fridrik Erlings
Limited preview - 2012

Project: Fish in the Sky – Installation – 2008

Nomad’s Land is an eco-friendly guesthouse. In this case, that means minimal, solar-powered electricity (device charging hours are strictly observed, and the evening’s lighting is dim — don’t expect to stay up late here), composting toilets, rainwater catchment showers (complete with the occasional tiny fish!), and fresh, local food. The accommodations are minimal, but a step above the typical thatch-roofed bungalow. Lina and I shared the Fish in the Sky double overlooking the ocean — the porch outside was the perfect place to watch the sun rise — our friends’ bungalow had a fun little sleeping loft and second-story balcony. The food is delicious, the staff welcoming (when they aren’t all speaking French) and the island itself sublime. There are strategically placed hammocks all over the island — no need to worry about a shortage of relaxation.

“Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in. I drink at it; but while I drink I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. Its thin current slides away, but eternity remains. I would drink deeper; fish in the sky, whose bottom is pebbly with stars. I cannot count one. I know not the first letter of the alphabet. I have always been regretting that I was not as wise as the day I was born.”