The Clam Before the Storm

Tridacna Gigas, I think. Heck, the coming storm is big, why should the clam be as well?

As anticipated, the summer season is a time of quiet preparation for In the Wind. With Sabina touring Still Life through Mexico and Eric preparing to wrangle this year’s Duke City Shootout, we are what you’d call a little short-staffed.

That’s okay. It’s a one man job, the sort of scheming I have to do these days. It will make it easier for the two-, three- and many-man jobs to happen later.

I’m imagining the softest sounds that herald the greatest roars: the faint click of the Big Red Button that ignites a rocket engine, for example. I’m no poet by any stretch, so I will resist the urge to try to elaborate. Just keep your ears open and you’ll hear something.

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