Let’s finish up Jeff VanderMeer’s Annihilation for Monday.
I’m particularly interested in the biologist’s reflections at the end of “03: Immolation”:
A ghost bird might be a hawk in one place, a crow in another, depending on the context. The sparrow that shot up into the blue sky one morning might transform mid-flight into an osprey the next. This was the way of things here. There were no reasons so mighty that they could over-ride the desire to be in accord with the tides and the passage of seasons and the rhythms underlying everything around me. (111)