Call me Miles. Well my fellow island-lovers, have ye seen the great blue whale? As I was skiing home today, I saw the strangest sight. At first I heard a woosh of air... then a spout jutting 50 feet into the air... then I caught a quick glimpse of a large tail... and then the entirety of a beautiful blue ice whale surfaced, peacefully cruising amidst the great white winter sea, staring at me all the while with its goofy smile. In the words of a famous novel already alluded to, "There she blows!--there she blows! A hump like a snow-hill!" Well, lump like a blue-hill in snow, that is. Alas, I didn't have time to film video of this rare phenomenon, but if you flip through the 20 or so photos below at a civil clip, you'll have some idea of what we beheld on Miles Island today. Wonderful mystical events such as these: true blessings to help us through the long island winter.
UPDATE: now with some music to accompany the flip book:
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