This page written circa 6 August, 2000.
Bodega Bay is a small town on the coast West of Santa Rosa.
Although mostly unremarkable, it is the home of a lot of fishing boats
that work the coastal region.
I was amused to read a newspaper report of the annual "blessing of the
fleet", an exercise borrowed from elsewhere in the world as the reader
may realise. The report was accompanied by a picture of some cleric
gesticulating at a marine scene.
Closer to home, Amelia has bought a horse. You would think that this is
the sort of event---one that entails cost and responsibility aplenty not
to mention being unusual---would make a kid gush with news and
excitement. Not so. Wonder why?
When the idea of a Amelia having a horse first came up, Kay and I made
a lot of enquiries. We scanned advertisements, read books, contacted
friends. To several readers this topic will not be a surprise.
A vet and a long-time, serious equestrian both contributed
extensive advice.
Kay assembled the accumulated learning and advice, much in original form,
into a long email and sent it on to Amelia and Jan.
The gist of the comment was that a horse requires an awful lot of
attention, and is not a thing to be undertaken lightly.
Daily grooming, exercising, feeding and mucking out of stable is
involved. It is a terrible sin to neglect this, and
no small cost to have a stable take care of it.
Then there is the difficulty of settling into working with an animal
that you do not yourself see every day, and the dubious value of what you get.
I formed the opinion reading all that information that it would be a
mighty and serious thing to undertake, financially & emotionally. Since
Amelia needs to be driven 30-45 minutes to the horse, she only expects
to get a ride once or twice a week. I guess it was clear that the
idea was deprecated.
It is left as an exercise for the reader to formulate arguments
for the affirmative.
Technically, we were asked only to bless the horse project, not to
investigate it, so perhaps we ought not to be surprised.
It did set me thinking though: What if the cleric did not actually think
that the fleet deserved blessing? What if he thought it was
ecologically criminal or financially reckless of the fishermen
to continue fishing?
Does the fact that fishing makes the fishermen happy outweigh
all other considerations?