Cue the Baby Shark song
For a few minutes, this morning, it seemed real. Or at least, possible. The shark surveillance system had noted that one of the larger (named) fish had left open waters and was swimming upriver to a small town in the interior of the province. Coming from a satellite tracking signal – of course it was real.
Until it wasn’t. Later this morning, after folks had already prepped their best telephoto lens and staked out spots along the river bank. The photo of the year! And then, the fish disappeared from the tracking app. Reappeared elsewhere (think, open water, near a seal colony). And the company confirmed that there was an error in technology.
I wanted someone to see that shark. Not close and personal, but from the safe zone among the reeds. Now I have to go back to my otherwise dull existence. Aware that there are sharks in the water, but not below my buddy’s place.
Other, local excitement: the sound of a siren, and a fast rollpast of the local FD crash truck. No other details were available, but this is a new vehicle for the department, so it might have been a test. I’ll find out, eventually. Things like that don’t remain a secret for long, in an area as small as ours. I’ll ask one of the kids up the road; they know about such things.
And a final moment that counts as newsworthy. We deployed the new BBQ cover, today. Don’t come here looking for excitement. Changing a faded canvas envelope is as good as it gets.
