Kim Steutermann Rogers
on Thu 1/1/2009
Four days have passed since I bid a hui hou to Midway Atoll National Wildlife Refuge, and the experience is slipping away like a dream upon waking, or, more appropriately, like an albatross flying off into the sunset. Midway is fading from an everyday reality into some ethereal event. I find it hard to conjure up in my mind the sounds of hundreds of thousands of dancing, bill-clacking, sky-mooing, cooing, trusting albatrosses? Did I really crawl through ropey naupaka bushes and dig Bonin petrels out of crushed burrows? Can the two-week experience already be over?
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