In the Beginning

"The lightly-jumping, glowrin' trouts,
That thro' my waters play..."
-Robert Burns, The Humble Petition Of Bruar Water

The Hellenists saw her in the nighttime sky and gave her the late winter months. Early Christians adopted her form as a sign of brotherhood. The Hindus called her Matsya. The Celts gave her to Finn McCool to fulfill his destiny. Norsemen crossed her with a girl and made her sing. The Haida Indians of British Columbia crossed her with a boy who became a shaman. A Maori hero called Maui caught her with a great hook and she became New Zealand's north island. The Incas worshipped her so passionately that the Spaniards could only gain converts by replacing Mamacocha's head with the Virgin's.

She crossed time and culture to become my story.

Her shaking registered 2.9 on the Richter scale at a Bristol Bay tsunami warning center.