two terns for tony
we don’t own a tv, and my husband, despite being a food writer, tries to steer clear of the mostly distracting enticements of celebrity food culture. which is a long way of saying that anthony bourdain was not a big presence in our lives over the last few years despite being an outsized presence for a number of years after kitchen confidential was published. but there was a strange gentleness behind the macho bad-boy facade, and i felt there was always a sadness in the cast of his mouth, even when he was supposed to be giving off happy blustery energy. i think he is someone who has been important to our culture as a whole, not just celebrity culture, and we need more people like that on earth, not fewer. so here are two arctic terns, flying over the north sea, immersed in who they are, with no dark thoughts clouding their sure, predatory focus. i wish mr. bourdain had had more moments like that. and i hope you all have more moments like that than like the moment when he decided that somehow this astounding world was not a world worth being alive in.
arctic terns captured in flight above their icelandic nesting grounds